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July SOfh and 31st, 1874.
S. J. M. Baker, Printer.
In submitting to his old comrades and the public
this record of the Reunion of the surviving veterans
of the Third Georgia Regiment of Infantry— a regi-
ment that bore so prominent and distinguished a part
on the tented field in the struggle for the independence
of the Confederate States — the undersigned believes
it has been made his duty to contribute an important
and interesting page to the full history of those stirring
Valuable aid has been received from the very excel-
lent newspaper reports made at the time of the memo-
rable alfair, and ready assistance has been rendered
by every surviving member of the old Third, and of
the old brigade as well, who has been approached ;
and for all this the amplest acknowledgements are
Bespeaking what he knows he will receive— kindly
indulgence for any inaccuracies that have escaped the
compiler's inexperienced eye — he lays down his pen
with a sigh as the task closes over which he has lin-
gered with many tender memories, and wishing long
life and happiness to all the gallant friends who were
left by war's vicissitudes to enjoy our late Reunion,
indulges the hope that so pleasant an occasion may be
vouchsafed to us all again.
A. A. Winn, Secretary.
Savannah, Ga., Jan., 1875,
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[Extract from a private letter from •'Commodore" G. N. Dexter,
formerly Quartermaster Sergeant of the Regiment.
Madison, Ga., IN^ov. 8tli, 1874.
Capt. A. A. Winn :
My Dear Friend : — Your favor of the 2d inst. just at
hand. Having been absent this week at the Fair at
Union Point, I did not receive it as soon as it reached
In relation to the date of the first call to take the
subject of a Reunion of the Veterans of the Old Third
into consideration, I will state that it had impressed
my mind for the past three years that nothing could
alford greater pleasure to the survivors of our old
regiment than to meet at some suitable time and place
and clasp each other' s hands again, renew old acquain-
tance, talk over the struggles we together had to pass
through, our days of suffering and danger in the camp
and on the battle field. I hesitated from time to time,
in doubt as to what would be the result of such a
move, surrounded as we were by political confusion,
and questioning if radicalism, negro-rule, military
despotism and the many other evils of the times might
not combine to favor and propagate to the injury of
our people and section a misconstruction of the mo-
tive we would have in view. And hence, I delayed
making any special mention of it until the first of May
last ; but on that day I consulted with ten or twelve
of old Company D, and found the suggestion met the
approval^of all. Consequently, I had a call published
for a meeting of all the survivors of Company D, to
take place on the 16th day of May, 1874.
Thus the ball was put in motion, and it rolled on
and on by the assistance of yourself and all others
favorable to the movement until it was crowned with
the grandest success that has marked a Southern
gathering since the war. Others since then have met
and enjoyed the pleasures of a reunion, but in so far
as I have seen or read, none to my mind has been
equal to the old Third Georgia's, at Union Point. As
ours was first, it stands foremost ; and with pleasure,
as long as I shall live, will I remember those two days.
How I delight to dwell upon them ! May they ever
be fresh in my mind ! I love the spot, and the three
days I spent on the same ground enjoying the hospi-
talities of the good people of Union Point, at their
County Fair, were doubly delightful from the happy
and cherished associations that now cluster at that
place. The ladies (God bless them !) they looked just
as sweet as ever ; the citizens, all were just as warm-
hearted and as anxious to make one of the old Third
at home ; and mothers, fathers, brothers and sisters,
would all be glad, they say, if we would call on them
again next year. I must confess, that in all my trav-
els, I never have met a more unanimously hospitable,
social, clever community ; it can't be beat..
With best wishes for your success, I am
ATTENTION, HOME GMJARDS !
Company D, 3d Georgia Regiment !
You are hereby requested to attend a meeting of the Company to be
held at the Court House, in Madison, on Saturday, May 16th, 1874.
COME ONE, COME ALL!
As business of interest and importance is to be transacted.
By request of Many Members.
FIRST PRELIMINARY MEETING.
Attention, 3d Georgia Regiment !
In response to a j)revious call, a large number of the
surviving members of Company D, of tlie 3d Georgia
Regiment, met in tlie Court House, at Madison, on
Saturday, 16tli May, 1874.
On motion, Capt. C. H. Andrews was called to the
chair, and W. T. Hollingsworth requested to act as
Upon taking the chair, Capt. Andrews announced
that the object of the meeting was to consider the
proposition of having a Eeunion of all the surviving
members of the 3d Georgia Regiment, and to deter-
mine upon the time and place of holding such meeting.
The following resolutions were offered and unani-
mously adopted :
Resolved, That each surviving member report to the
Secretary his name to be enrolled, and if wounded, give
time and place, that it may be recorded opposite his name.
Resolved, That the proprietor of the Home Journal be
requested to publish the roll of the Company when com-
pleted, and the proceedings of this meeting, as a matter
of public interest.
Resolved, That the Secretary compile from the muster
rolls, morning reports, and other data, a history of the
Company for pubHcation.
The following is a list of the names of those present
at this meeting :
C. H. Andrews, G. N. Dexter, R. H. Harris, E. A.
Furlow, W. L. A. Whitton, J. M. Brown, P. W. Wal-
ton, W. T. Ballard, B. H. Overby, I. W. Reese, S. A.
Harper, J. P. Almand, J. M. Stovall, J. A. Fannin,
Dan. Towns, J. W. Reese, J. K. Wright, B. B. Brown,
W. T. Hollingsworth, A. J. Reese, W. D. Wynn, F.
M. Luster, G. B. Stovall, W. T. Jones.
Letters were read from Capt. Corker, of Company
A, Capt. Nesbit, of Company B, and Sergt. Levy, of
Company H, all fervently and cordially responding in
favor of the movement for a Reunion of the old Third
Mr. G. N. Dexter moved that Union Point be
selected as the most suitable place for the Reunion to
Mr. A. J. Reese offered, as a substitute, that
Augusta be selected.
Mr. R.'s motion was put and lost.
Mr. Dexter' s motion was then voted on, and carried
by a large majority in favor of Union Point.
A motion was made that the meeting take place on
Thursday, 30th of July next, and continue for two
days ; which motion, on being put by the chairman,
was unanimously carried.
On motion, a committee of five, consisting of G-. N.
Dexter, W. D. Wynn, B. B. Brown, G. B. Stovall and
B. H. Overby, was appointed to make general arrange-
ments and correspond with other officers and men of
the old command in reference to the meeting.
It was moved and carried that Col. J. S. Reid (who
was not present at this meeting) be the permanent
President, and W. T. Hollingsworth permanent Secre-
tary of the Company (as newly organized).
On motion, a committee on by-laws was appointed,
consisting of B. B. Brown, R. H. Harris, E. A. Fur-
low, P. W. Walton and W. T. Hollingsworth.
A resolution of thanks was unanimously voted to
our old comrade and Regimental Quartermaster, Capt.
A. Phillips, of Company Gr, for his attendance at this
On motion, the meeting adjourned to meet again on
the 13th of June next.
C. H. Andeews, Ch'n.
W. T. HoLLmGSWORTH, Sec'y.
SECOND PRELIMINARY MEETING.
Meeting of the Home Guards.
According to previous adjournment, a goodly num-
ber of the Home Guards, Company D, met in the Court
House, at Madison, 13th June, 1874, Col. J. S. Reid,
President, in the chaii\
The object of the meeting was stated by Capt,
Andrews. The reports of committees were then an-
nounced to be first in order.
The committee on rules and regulations made its
report. Six rules are embraced in this report. Rules
1st and 2d read as follows :
First— This corps shall be called the "Veteran Home
Guards," and shall consist of all the surviving men
who were enrolled and mustered into the service dur-
ing the late war as Company D, 3d Ga. Regiment of
Second — The objects of this organization is to keep
intact, as near as possible, a roll of the survivors of the
former organization, and to collect and preserve all in-
cidents and facts of interest connected with its war
record, in order that the same may be perpetuated.
The other four rules have reference to the officers of
the corps and their duties, etc.
On motion, these rules and regulations were unani-
The committee on general arrangements and corres-
pondence reported, through its chairman, Mr. G. N.
Dexter. Printed copies of the meeting of the citizens
of Union Point, tendering the hospitalities of the town
and the use of the Fair Grounds, etc., were distributed
among the members present, and letters were read from
old comrades from the different companies that com-
posed the regiment, heartily endorsing the movement
for a Reunion of the survivors of the old command.
Arrangements had been made with the officers of the
Georgia Rail Road to pass all who were members of the
3d Ga. Regiment to the place of meeting and return
for one fare.
It was moved and carried that each member of the
corps provide himself with three days' rations and
such bed clothing as he may deem necessary.
Capt. Andrews moved that the committee on general
correspondence be instructed to invite Gen. G. M.
Sorrel, of Savannah, to deliver an address to the regi-
ment on the occasion of its Reunion, which motion
was unanimously adopted.
Dr. Hollingsworth moved that a speaker be selected
independent of the regular orator for the occasion to
deliver an address upon the history of the Third
Georgia Regiment, and upon its deceased and lamented
first commander, Gen. A. R. Wright, and that the
same committee be instructed to make the selection.
The motion was adopted.
On motion, the committee on arrangements was in-
structed to conler with the authorities of the Georgia
Rail Roaa to try and get an extension of the free re-
turn tickets from the Reunion to five days, instead of
two days, and that the family of each member be in-
cluded in the same.
It was moved and adopted that all the colored ser-
vants who were with the regiment in the field, be invited
It was moved and carried that each member be
assessed twenty -five cents to defray incidental expenses.
On motion, the meeting adjourned to meet again on
Saturday, the 25th July next.
J. S. Reid, Pres't.
W. T. HoLLiNGswoRTH, Scc'y.
The old members of Company D can procure certifi-
cates of membership to enable them to be at the
Reunion, by calling on either Capt. C. H, Andrews or
Capt. J. K. Wright.
THIRD PRELIMINARY MEETING.
Pursuant to previous adjournment, Company D met
in the Court House, on Saturday, the 25th July inst.
Col. Reid being absent, Capt. C. H. Andrews was
called to the chair. The President detailed to the
members present the plans and arrangements that had
been perfected in reference to the approaching Reunion
of the 3d Ga. Regiment.
The Secretary read letters from a number of mem-
bers of the old command— of the number was one
from Col. Snead, accepting an invitation to deliver an
address on the occasion, together with his printed cir-
cular addressed to old comrades.
A letter from Gen. G. M. Sorrel, of Savannah, was
also read, regreting his inability to attend and deliver
an address, but promised himself, as some partial
compensation, the privilege of communicating a letter
at the Keunion, conveying his congratulations on
In consequence of previous engagements. Gen. J. B.
Gordon could not be present.
Gov. Smith had not yet been heard from, in reply to
a request that his Excellency be present on the oc-
The action of the committee in arrangeing a pro-
gramme for the occasion of the Reunion, was reported,
and unanimously approved and endorsed.
On motion, it was resolved that we return our sincere
thanks to the Panola Guards for their kind invitation
to us to attend and participate in the festivities of their
Keunion on the 29th inst.
And it was further resolved, that we hereby extend
to each surviving member of that gallant Company a
cordial invitation to unite with us as special guests of
Company D, on the occasion of the Reunion of the 3d
Ga. Regiment, at Union Point, on the 30th and 31st
On motion, the Secretary was requested to at once
make known to the Panola Guards the invitation thus
It was moved and adopted that Mr. Dan. Towns be
appointed as the Company Quartermaster, to look after
the baggage of the same.
A resolution of thanks was voted to such of the
public press as have kindly noticed the proceedings of
our meetings on the subject of our Reunion.
On motion, the meeting adjourned, subject to the
call of the President.
C. H. Andrews, Pres'tpro tern.
W. T. HoLLiNGSwoRTH, Sec'y.
To the Surviving Members of the 3d Regiment of Georgia Volunteers.
Augusta, Ga., July 14th, 1874.
Friends and Countrymen: — As the last commanding
officer of tlie old Third Georgia, I take pleasure and
pride in endorsing and uniting in the movement among
our comrades to celebrate the first Reunion of the
surviving members of the Regiment, at Union Point,
on the 30th and 31st instant.
Such a Reunion in these times of peace of those who
have stood side by side and unflinching amidst the din
and dangers of many a hard fought battle, cannot but
prove gratifying in its features and happy in its results.
Every arrangement has been made for the success of
the occasion, and some efforts will doubtless be inau-
gurated to perpetuate in enduring form the glorious
history of the war-worn organization.
Be assured your presence in full numbers is earnestly
requested. Over the line of the Georgia Rail Road
and connections members of the Regiment will be
transported for one fare and return free.
Hoping to meet you all on the days of the Reunion,
I have the honor to be, comrades,
Very respectfully yours,
Surviving Colonel of the 3d Ga. Regt..
From Dr. Kilby, of Suffolk, Va., late Surgeon of the Regiment.
Suffolk, Va., July 20th, 1874.
Capt. A. A. Winn, Savannah, Ga. —
3hj Dear Sir .-—Yours of June 19th came to hand in
due time, and should have been answered before this
late date, but I have been trying to make arrange-
ments to go to Union Point, and be with you at the
Reunion of the old 3d Georgia. I regret exceedingly
that it will be entirely out of my power to make a visit
to your State, that I have so much desired since the
war. Our sickly season is now on us, and we are
having more sickness than usual, in consequence of
which, I am very closely confined at home plodding
along in professional duties that are arduous and not
profitable. It is impossible to express my gratitude
towards you and others for the very kind manner in
which you and many others of the regiment have
thought and still think of me, and for the many ex-
pressions of kind feelings towards myself and mine.
It is certainly very kind in all of you to think of me so
far away, and to extend an invitation to be present on
the occasion of your re-organization. Accept my
thanks— but I connot find words to express my feel-
ings — imagine them if you can. I want you to present
my name at the Reunion, and have it placed on the
roll as a permanent member of the regiment, and if
consistent, would be more than delighted to know that
I can again subscribe myself ''Surg. 3d Gra. Regt."
If you come to Virginia this summer, I shall cer-
tainly expect to see you, and then what a jolly good
time we will have, talking over and recalling the many
pleasant moments we had around the camp-fire of the
old 3d Georgia. Why, Asa, I feel real jolly at the
bare idea of meeting with you and talking about
^'Si)be" Barnwell, Parson Stoakes, Dr. Thompson,
Jim Hester, and a whole host of others. Do you re-
•meniber how Parson Stoakes, Dr. Thompson and I,
used to abuse you and Sebe because you had us up
so parly those cold mornings, and sound the ' 'surgeon' s
call " for at least one-fourth the regiment to march up
and receive his portion of castor oil or blue pill and
quinine, with an occasional dose of bad whiskey and
red pepper? Those were jolly times. What has be-
come of Sebe and his little drum ? When you see
Sebe, ask him if he has forgotten the big blister he had
put over all the bowels and stomach hoping to get a
furlough, and then didn't get it? I should like so
much to see him, and hear him beat the "double quick;''
it would look so much like those good old war times,
when we fought for glory, quarter rations and no
clothes. What has become of Jim Hester and Dr.
Thompson ? 1 have heard from them once or twice
since the war, but have heard nothing in three or four
years. If still alive, and you see them at your Reunion,
give them a good hug for me, and tell them to keep
me in kind remembrance — not to forget their old chum
and comrade in hardships and short rations. Don't
fail to present my kindest regards to each and every
one of the old Third ; and tell them I still hold them
in the most affectionate remembrance, and never pan
forget their many kindnesses towards me. You niust
send me all the papers containing any account of your
Eeunion, and let me know all the proceedings and
facts. I hope, by the time the next meeting takes
place, business, health and other circumstances will
permit me to be present for duty. I regret so much I
can't be there to answer to my name, present,'' when
it is called — but, Asa, you must do so for me, and
look just behind your President's chair and you will
see my spirit, for that will be there though the body is
denied the pleasant privilege.
The idea has occurred to me to try to get up a "Begi-
mental Photograph Gallery,'' for my parlor. For this
purpose, I want you to ask as many as can do so, to
forward to me here their photograph pictures (with
their families, if they choose), with their own signature
and address, and I will return them mine as reminis-
cences of war times. Do you think I can succeed I
If they would do so, and give me the letter of their
company, I would arrange them in company order
around the wall. 1 took a large sheet of paper that I
might write a long letter. Let me hear from you as
early as possible, and tell me all the news about the
Reunion, etc. Present my kindest regards and un-
mingled regrets to the old Third, at my not being able
to be with you on the happy occasion of the Reunion.
Let me hear from you, and believe me as ever, your
sincere and attached friend,
Jno. T. Kilby, " Surg. 3d Ga. Regt."
Thursday, July 30, and Friday, July 31, J 874,
At union point, Ga.
Some three months previous to the date, " Commodore '"
G. N. Dexter, of Madison, Georgia, at a meeting of his old
Company, the Home Guards, had suggested a social re-
union of the survivors of the Third Regiment of Georgia
Volunteers (infantry), of which the Company had formed
a part during its ser\dce in the Army of Northern Vir-
ginia, commanded by General Robert E. Lee, in the war
for the Confederate States ; and the 30tli and 31st of July
were fixed upon as the days for this novel and pleasant
gathering, and Union Point, on the line of the Georgia
Rail Road, between Augusta and Atlanta, was chosen as
At one o'clock on the morning of Thursday, the 30th of
July, a special car on the Georgia Road from Augusta
was left at the Union Point depot by the passing train,
and in it were many of the veteran members of the Con-
federate Light Guards, of Augusta, and of the Burke
Guards, of Burke Co., among whom were Col. Claiborne
Snead, Capt. S. A. Corker, Lieut. M. Rice, and Lieut. S.
J. Bell — the latter two gentlemen having had their left legs
shot off at Gettysburg, and received then- wounds in al-
most identically the same places. Gardner's brass band,
of Augusta, was along, and having escorted the veterans on
their departure from that city with the " Bonny Blue
Flag," amidst the cheers of the assembled crowd, con-
tinued to awaken enthusiasm with patriotic strains. It is
recorded that the first symptom of the Reunion had been
early observed in this special coach in the shape of an
ominous black bottle moving aroimd the water tank.
Bank seemed to be forgotton in the presence of this un-
erring emblem of ciyilization, this companion in peace,
war pestilence, famine or plenty. " An American never
starts to do anything without first taking a drink," some-
body said, and had the author of that been along, he
would certainly have had reason for strengthening his
Detachments from the Athens Guards, Clarke Rifles,
of Clarke Co., Home Guards, of Madison, Dawson Grays,
of Greene Co., and Young Guards, of Co^dngton, were first
to greet and welcome these first arrivals. The principal
hotel of the town having been unfortunately burned sev-
eral months previously, the majority of the visitors re-
mained on the train until dawn, and a few found accom-
modations in private houses.
With the later trains from Athens, Atlanta and xlugusta,
the number of veterans increased, many of the survivors
of the old Third Georgia promptly appearing — glad to
take part in the festivities of a social reunion for the first
time since their blood-stained banner was forever furled
at Appomattox, nearly ten years before.
Several days in advance of the 30th, "Commodore"
Dexter, the indefatigable chairman of the committee of ar-
rangements appointed by Company D — the Home Guards,
of Madison — had occupied the Fair Grounds at Union
Point in force, and assisted by Capt. Alexander Phillips,
of the Confederate Light Infantry, of Augusta, had
thoroughly prepared the place for the coming celebration.
The generous citizens of Greene had previously held a
public meeting, inviting the iieunion, and pledging in no
stinted [terms their sympathy, co-operation and hospi-
tality. Not a few came themselves, and lent strong help-
ing hands in satisfactorily effecting the setting in order of
the chosen camping ground.
The Greene County Fair Grounds contain several acres
of land neatly enclosed, lying just without the limits of
Union Point, and in a direction somewhat South East
of the town, on the line and South of the Georgia Bail
Eoad. That portion of the grounds nearest to the town
is shaded by a beautiful natural grove of oak and hickory,
amidst which have been built by the energy and enterprise
of the County Fair Association the usual exhibition edi-
fices. Among these. Floral Hall, a circular central build-
ing, and the Grand Stand, which overlooks the race track
to the East in the wide open space that forms the Eastern
part of the grounds, are most prominent ; and within these
buildings comfortable bunks made of plank and filled with
wheat straw had been constructed, and here the veterans,
each man with his own blanket, were to recall in a pleas-
ant, practical way, their experiences of actual soldiering.
A magnificent spring in the South West corner of the
grounds gushed forth amidst the embowering oaks, and
furnished the rare luxury to soldiers of pure and refresh-
ing water in generous abundance. South of the Floral
Hall a platform had been erected and benches arranged,
and not far from the Entrance Gate had been dug trenches
for barbacuing meats, and put up a half dozen long
tables, on which was to be spread the grand feast tendered
the assembled veterans by the Dawson Grays, of Greene
County, and the noble citizens of that county. The en-
tire grounds had been thoroughly cleaned up, and, to-
gether with all the buildings, were in most admirable trim
and condition. Bountiful donations of supplies and pro-
visions of all kinds were generously sent in by the people
of the town and the county, and many an " old reb " there
was permitted to smile complacently at a commissariat
which in the days that that happy event was so vividly
recalling would have been regarded as wonderfully sump-
tuous and magnificent as the heaps of treasure that
dazzled all beholders in Aladdin's palace,
At 2 P. M., in the City Hall of Union Point, a meeting
of officers of the regiment was held, for purposes of pre-
liminary organization, the Grangers in the mean time
occupying the Fair Grounds in mass meeting, before
whom speeches were delivered by Gen. A. H. Colquitt,
Gen. Goode Bryan, Col. David E. Butler and others.
At 4 P. M., the veterans of the Third Georgia assembled
at the platform in the Fair Grounds, and were called to
order by Capt. C. H. Andrews, of the Home Guards, of
Madison. On motion of Col. Claiborne Snead, A. A. Winn
was elected Secretar3\
Upon taking the chair, Capt. Andrews said :
My Friends and Comrades
of the Old Third Ga. Regiment :
In the month of May last, Mr. G. N. Dexter, the Quarter-
master Sergeant of our old regimeni, suggested a reunion
of the surviving members of the regiment, at some con-
venient time and place. Upon that suggestion a meeting
of Company D was called, to consider the question. By
correspondence our plans were approved, and the co-op-
eration of the other companies was promised us. To
avoid divided councils, Company D, through a committee,
proceeded to make all general arrangements, after fixing
the time and place. The efforts of that committee have
resulted in our meeting to-day. I feel honored at being
called upon to preside at this, the first reunion of the
regiment. In by-gone days, I felt it an honor to lead you,
as soldiers, on the march, and in the impetuous charge on
the battle-field. At meeting you, war-worn veterans,
memory crowds the mind with incidents of our four years*
struggle. Your valor is blocked in imfading letters in the
granite heights about Gettysburg, and wpon the moun-
tain side in Manassas Gap ; your endurance marked the
line at Petersburg, and overcome the snows of Northern
Virginia ; your dead sleep within ear shot of the rolling
sea at Roanoke Island, in the swamps of the great " Dis-
mal," by the sluggish waters of the Chickahominy, be-
neath the green slopes of Malvern Hill, upon the fields of
Sharpsburg, in the thickets of the Wilderness, in the
enemy's works at Chancellorsville, and along the line of
the retreat from Richmond. We, the survivors, only sur-
rendered when General Lee said we should return to our
homes and fight no more.
Comrades, we meet to-day to recall the past — its pains
with its pleasures, its endurance with its hardships, its
devotion and its disasters. We meet to look into faces
again that we learned years ago to love ; to clasp again
hands that battled for our homes and for our Hberties.
We do not meet to revive angry discussion, or to conjure
up sectional hatred. In olden times we were patriots
enough to be jealous of our rights in the government, and
we were manly enough to endeavor to defend them. We
never were degraded enough to hate a foe, who dared to
defend his side of the question. We propose to perpetu-
ate the records of our valor, to be an association of veter-
ans to keep green memories of the past war, only to be-
come extinct, as an organization, when the last one
of us is carried in silence to the " low browed mystic-
vault.'' The meeting being now organized, we are ready
for any business that may be submitted for our consider-
On motion of Col. Snead, the roll was called by
companies, the following veterans responding to their
ROLL GALL OF THE YETERANS.
Company A, Burke Guards, of Burke County — Capt. S.
A. Corker, Lieut. S. J. Bell, Sergt. Drewry Reeves^
Corp. J. P. Bell, Corp. F. N. Burton, James Attaway,
Abram Chance, B. D. Lester, W. McCatheren, J. W.
Sandeford, W. Warnock.
Company B, Broion Rifles, of Putnam County — Capt..
Jno. S. Reid, E. H. Yancy.
Company C, Daioson Grays, of Greene County — Maj. R.
L. McWhorter (formerly Captain, promoted), Capt.
J. F. Greer, Capt. J. R. Sanders, Capt. J). Sanders,
Lieut. J. F. Cheney, Sergt. Joseph Davidson, Sergt.
C. B. Mitchell, Sergt. J. T. Chapman, Corp! E, R.
Cheney, Corp. M. S. Hobbs, H. E. Jernigan, C. L.
Lankford, W. K. Mullins, N. Pippin, E. S. Powell, J.
S. Barnwell, R. T. Dolvin, C. C. Lankford, B. E.
Spencer, Wm. Morgan, Thos. Aikin, W. S. Williams,
W. H. Johnson, A. Agee, J. R. Aikin, Jno. Armstrong,
T. W. Benton, R. S. Cheney, J. H. English, J. IS".
English, S. Agee, C. M. Sanders, J. W. Watson,
J. H. Whitlow, J. B. Williams, B. Johnson, S. Eng-
lish, W. T. Lindsey, Thos. Foster, J. L. Wilson,
W. R. Wilson, J. O. Boswell.
Company D, Home Guards, of 3Iorgan County — Col.
Jas. S. Reid (formerly Capt. and i^romoted Lieut.
Colonel), Capt. C. H. Andrews, Capt. Jas. K. Wriglit,
Lieut. W. D. Wynn, Dr. W. T. Hollingswortli, Asst.
Surgeon, Q. M. Sergt. G. N. Dexter, J. W. Reese, N.
Pitts, D. Towns, B. F. Sammons, R. L. Peacock, W.
Wiley, J. Reese, F. Laster, G. D. Harwell, S. Harper,
C. B. Barrow, C. Hill, J. Richardson, W. T. Jones,
C. Brooks, R. H. Harris, W. T. Bullard, G. B. Stovall,
J. P. Almands, Peter W. Walton, J. C. Anderson, B.
B. Brown, W. A. Brooks, W. L. Thrasher, J. A. Fan-
nil, E. A. Furlow, A. J. Reese.
Company E, Governor s Guards, of Houston County —
Capt. Jas. W. Mathews, R. W. Rutherford.
Company F, Wilkinson Rifles, of Wilkinson County — W.
Company G, Confederate Light Guards, of Augusta, Ga. —
Col. Claiborne Snead (Capt. and promoted Colonel),
Lieut. M. Rice,W. Bartlett, Moses McCook, T. Roney,
G. A. Snead.
Company H, Young Guards, of Neioton County— Ma.^.
John F. Jones (formerly Capt. and promoted Major),
Capt. S. H. Starr (Lieut, and promoted Capt. of Ord-
nance), Lieut. A. H. Zachary, Sergt. R. W. Bagby,
Sergt. G. S. Cowan, Sergt. Jas. DeLaney, Sergt. M. J.
Harralson, J. C. Anderson, J. S. Carroll, J. W. Davis,
M. E. Ellis, T. K. Harralson, Maj. A. H. Lee (formerly
Capt. and promoted Major), Cor23. T. H. Kennan,
Corp. W. H. Hammett, Jo. Harris, J. H. Harris, E. J.
Horton, J. M. Levy, A. C. McCalla, W. W. Osborne,
George Russell, J. E. Wheeler, H. C. Harralson.
Company I, Carsioell Guards, of Wilkinson County — No
Company K, Athens Guards, of Clarke County — Col. H.
C. Billups (formerly Captain and promoted Colonel),
Lieut. S. D. Mitchell, Sergt. C. W. Reynolds, Corp.
John T. Greer, R. K. Reaves, William D. Luckie,
George Griffith, Frank Jackson, W. A. Sims, S. M.
Barber, Geo. Mabry, R. T. Durham, A. A. Edge, Jas.
O'Farrell, B. Durham, I. L. Rice, J. G. McCurdy, A.
Comixiny L, Clarke County Rifles, of Clarke County — Capt
Warren H. Beardin, W. H. Hale, W. A. Thornton, J.
y. Bradberry, S. D. Hardigree, William Collier, W.
J. Fielding, William Nowell, James Wilson.
Capt. S. A. Corker, of the Burke Guards, ex-mem-
ber of Congress from the Fifth District of Georgia, sub-
mitted the following resolutions, which, after discus-
sion, were passed :
Resolved, That a committee be raised, consisting of
one member from each company, to whom shall be
referred all matters of business.
Resolved, That said committee consider and perfect a
plan of organization of the regiment as a corps of
veterans, and submit the same to the regiment at 9
o'clock to-morrow morning.
Resolved^ That immediately after the adjournment of
this meeting, each company perfect its organization
and elect their member of the committee raised, and
report the names to the Secretary.
The Chairman designated the following gentlemen to
compose this committee :
Capt. S. A. Corker, of the Burke Guards, Chairman ;
Capt. John S. Reid, of the Brown Rities ; Capt. D.
Sanders, of the Dawson Grays ; Priv. George B.
Stovall, of the Home Guards ; Priv. Robert W. Ruth-
erford, of the Governor's Guards ; Priv. W. H. Tillery,
of the Wilkinson Rifles ; Capt. Alexander Phillips,
Assistant Quartermaster, of the Confederate Light
Guards ; Lieut. A. H. Zachary, of the Young Guards:
Priv. James O'Farrell, of the Athens Guards ; Sergt.
S. D. Hardigree, of the Clarke County Rifles.
The chair announced that a letter Ironi Dr. John T.
Kilby, of Suff'olk, Ya., former Surgeon of the regi-
ment, was in the hands of the Secretary, w^hich, on
motion, was read and heartily received.
The meeting took recess, on motion of Maj. R. L.
McWhorter, to 9 o'clock A. M., next day. Subse-
quent to the recess, calls were made for Col. Snead,
Maj. A. H. Lee, Gen. E. S. Thomas, of Covington, who
commanded a brigade in the Army of Northern Vir-
ginia, Maj. McWhorter, "Commodore" Dexter and
others, and brief and happy responses Avere given.
In the evening, the camp of the veterans was bril-
liantly illuminated by torch-light beacons, and amidst
the radiance they threw over the grove and the grounds
gallant and fair forms flitted as the old soldiers and
their lady friends made merry in the balmy summer
night. Gardner's band, with joyous music, lead the
dancers on the ample platform through the bewitch-
ing mazes of the waltz, and the more stately evolu-
tions of the cotillion, until the twinkling of the morning-
star warned the happy revellers that night' s candles
were burning low. Nor was all the pleasure of the rare
occasion confined to the immediate camp of the old
soldiers. In Union Point, the ladies and gentlemen of
the Dramatic Club of that goodly place, catching the
enthusiasm of the boys of the old Third, enlivened the
evening with amateur theatricals, Bulwer's play of
the "Lady of Lj'ons," and the farce, "Loan of a
Lover," being most creditably presented early in the
night for the entertainment and amusement of such
of the veterans and their friends as desired to preface
the terpsichorean festivities awaiting them at the Fair
Grounds with the equally as pleasurable enjoyment
afforded by agreeably rendered dramatic interpreta-
tions ; and thus, with admiring the soldierly character
and sympathizing with the unhappy love of Claude
Melnotte, and laughter at life's comicalities, and danc-
ing ' neath the glinting stars, and telling tales of dan-
gers past, and rehearsing warlike scenes, the veterans
closed the first day of their Reunion.
Friday, the 31st of July, dawned as bright and
beautiful as the preceding day had been, and from
the balmy air and golden sunshine that fanned the
earth and filled the world with merry beams it looked
as if heaven's most auspicious smiles were blessing
At an early hour a vast concourse of visitors had
joined the veterans at the Fair Grounds. The opening
ceremony of the day was indeed an interesting one —
it was the unfurling and hanging over the platform the
old battle flag of the Third Georgia. This flag, the
regular Confederate field flag, the Southern Cross, in
blue with thirteen white stars, on a red ground, had
been borne by the regiment with the Army of North-
ern Virginia, and at the surrender at Appomattox
Court House, on the 9th of April, 1865, had been taken
from the staff" by Col. Claiborne Snead, and, wrapped
around his body, thus concealed, was rescued from
the hands of the enemy, and by him brought home<
It was faded by sunshine and storm, and shot into
fragments by bullets ; and as it again floated in the
morning breeze amidst huzzahs and cheers from men
and women, it caused a strange thrill and a wild throb
to vibrate through the hearts that again surrounded it.
The flag hung in its place all through that day.
At 9 o' clock the long roll was beat, and the veterans
assembled at the platform. The meeting, in pursu-
ance to adjournment, was called to order by Capt. C.
H. Andrews, who in doing so made appropriate refer-
ence to the old battle flag just suspended in view, and
by his suggestion the veterans and audience rose to
their feet in greeting it.
The minutes of the previous meeting were read by
the Secretary and regularly conflrmed.
The Committee on business and permanent organi-
zation, through Capt Stephen A, Corker, Chairman,
submitted the following report :
We, the committee, recommend that the following
rules be adopted for the government of the Third Regi-
ment of Georgia Volunteers, at their future Reunions.
We recommend that we style ourselves the "Vet-
erans of the Late Third Georgia Regiment."
The officers shall be composed of a President, a
first and second Vice Presidents, a Secretary, Assis-
tant Secretary, Historian, Quartermaster, Assistant
Quartermaster, a Commissary and Assistant Com-
missary, Surgeon, Assistant Surgeons, and a Chaplain,
who shall be elected annually, at the reunions, and
continue in office until their successors be appointed.
It shall be the duty of the President to preside at
all reunions of the Regiment ; in the event of the Presi-
dent being absent, the Vice Presidents shall preside in
the order of seniority.
It shall be the duty of the Secretary to keep a record
of each meeting of the Regiment, and report the same
to the Historian.
It shall be the duty of the Historian to gather all the
incidents of the Regiment that w^ould be of interest,
and have them recorded for preservation.
It shall be the duty of the Quartermaster to provide
for personal comfort, quarters, fuel and transportation
at each reunion.
It shall be the duty of the Commissary to take
charge and provide for this particular department at
The President and Vice Presidents shall be a com-
mittee to arrange for each reunion.
There shall be a committee of one from each Com-
pany, who shall prepare a full history of his Company,
embracing the muster roll, encampments, battles,
marches, list of killed and wounded, the time and
place, and all other matters of interest, including
memorial notices of the dead during the war and
since — which committee shall communicate with the
Historian, in order to aid him in preparing his history
of the Regiment.
The committee further recommend that the follow-
ing be chosen as permanent officers of the Veterans :
Col. Claiborne Snead, President.
Col. J. S. Reid, First Vice President.
Maj. John J. Jones, Second Vice President.
Capt. A. A. Winn, Secretary.
Lieut. S. J. Bell, Assistant Secretary.
Capt. A. Phillips, Quartermaster.
"Commodore" G. N. Dextef", Assistant Quartermas-
Capt. Rnfus K. Reaves, Commissary.
Sergt. W. D. Luckie, Assistant Commissary.
Dr. John T. Kilby, Surgeon.
Dr. A. C. C. Thompson and Dr. W. T. Hollingsworth,
Rev. J. M. Stokes, Chaplain.
Captain C. H. Andrews, Historian.
On motion of Priv. A. C. McCalla, of the Young
Guards, the report was received, and on motion of
Maj. R. L. McWhorter, of the Dawson Grays, it was
adopted as a whole, and the nominations of permanent
Col. Snead formally accepted the presidency oi the
association, and on taking the chair introduced Capt.
D. N. Sanders, of the Dawson Grays, who delivered
the following address of welcome in behalf of the
Grays and the citizens of Greene County :
Felloiv- Soldiers and Friends — May I not add the dearer
word brothers, lor together we have received the fierce
baptism of fire, and our blood has mingled on a
hundred fields of battle? As a substitute for my
brother ofllcer, who was selected to meet you with
words of gratulation and welcome on this occasion, I
make my appearance to-day, for the first time, in the
role of orator. While my words of greeting may not
be adorned with such flowers of rhetoric, or fall from
my lips in such harmonious accents or such finished
periods as from his, yet they will come from a heart
as full of joy at this happy meeting, and which is
as true to the ties and memories of the past, as any
that beats in all this assembly.
In behalf of my Company, and of all the good people
of Greene, I extend to you a most hearty welcome.
We rejoice that the ball set in motion weeks ago by
our comrades of Company D, has culminated to-day
in this happy reunion of so many of the surviving
members of the noble Third Regiment.
We thank you for having designated Union Point —
a place known during the war to every soldier who
passed over the Georgia Railroad for its*^ lavish hospi-
talities and the beautiful ladies who dispensed them—
as the point of meeting. Their doors have never been
closed to fair women or brave men, and to-day they
stand wide open to receive you as welcome and
honored guests. Though an Augusta soldier has long
since plucked the fairest flower that then adorned her
Soldiers' Home, to-day she has many fair daughters
lelt to perform all the rites of hospitality.
By selecting our native county as the place of meeting
you have not only given us the pleasure of taking you by
the hand as comrades, tried and true, but you have af-
forded us the additional happiness of presenting you to
our mothers, our wives and our children, and saying to
them, these are the brave men who stood shoulder to
shoulder with us through four years of unparalleled hard-
ships and dangers — whose unswerving patriotism and
unflinching valor nerved our own hearts to nobler deeds
of daring — who freely divided with us the last cup of water,
the last crust of bread, and who watched over and sup-
ported us, when sick or wounded, with all a father's
strength, a mother's tenderness.
Third Georgians ! After a separation of nine years, we
meet again to renew the ties of affection, to strengthen
the links of friendship, formed and cemented during our
unhappy civil strife. We meet again, to revive the many
pleasant recollections of the past, to extend the hand of
brotherhood to the living, and to let fall the tear of sor-
row and affection to the memory of the dead.
While I retrospect the past, a thousand recollections
crowd upon the mind. Thirteen years ago, in obedience
to the call of the sovereign State of Georgia, you, her gal-
lant sons, flew to arms, and marched to defend the soil of
the noble old Commonwealth of Virginia against an army
of invasion, just as ninety-eight 3^ears ago the sons of
Virginia marched to defend the soil of Massachusetts.
A band of gallant youths, with hearts fired with patriot-
ism and filled with visions of militar}^ glory, taking a hur-
ried leave of home and friends, you hastened to Augusta
to organize the gallant Third E-egiment, which so nobly
illustrated Georgia on the battle fields of Virginia, Mary-
land and Pennsylvania. There, on the balmy 1st of May,
1861, you met together for the first time to pledge fidelity
to Georgia and to each other.
As it had been but yesterday, I remember my own
Spartan mother, as she approached to buckle on my knap-
sack and bid me God-speed. Presenting me a Bible with
one hand, my musket with the other, she bade me be true
to God and the land of my birth ; to go forth with a
mother's blessing, and followed by a mother s prayers, to
win a soldier's laurels, or find a soldier's grave.
My heart yet glows with happiness as I recall to mind
the lovely daughters of Augusta, whose slender fingers
plied the nimble needle in stitching our uniforms, while
their ruby lips distilled honeyed music sweeter than a
Oh, how our youthful hearts swelled with thoughts of
high ambition, and glowed with rapture, as they pictured
to our imagination our return from the wars, covered
with glory and fair woman's smiles. Long after my
uniform had gone to tatters, and been numbered with the
things that were, visions of the bright-eyed girl who made
it still lived fresh and vivid in my memory, driving away,
on the long, weary march, all thoughts of blistered feet
and empty haversack ; filling my dreams with pictures of
more than mortal happiness, and making the hard root
upon which I reclined my head at night feel softer than
downy pillows are. Some of the honey distilled from her
yirgin lips, as she kissed me for my sister,'' and bade me
fight as her knight, still lingers around my mouth,
God bless the beautiful girls of Georgia, who made us
feel that to die in the effort to win their approbation was
sweeter than to live for all else beside. While I live I
shall always love them, and I love to live to love them.
With hearts buoyant with youthful hope, confident in
the justice of 3'our cause, and in your own prowess, you
hurried to Virginia, eager for the fray. Little did you then
imagine that the dread prophecy of the Harpy Celens :
"Te/ames accisis coget dajjibics consumere mensas,''
at which the stout knees of the brave Trojan bands smote
together with fear and trembling, would be more than
fulfilled in your experience. Even the dauntless heart of
iEneas quailed before the prediction that ere he reached a
peaceful haven hunger would compel him to consume his
half-eaten trencher with his meat; but often you found
yourselves^ with neither trencher nor meat to satisfy the
fierce cravings of your hunger.
During a long and trying conflict you stood shoulder to
shoulder with unwavering devotion to the flag you loved.
Your fortitude knew no limit of endurance, your courage
quailed before no danger. Opposed to a powerful and
well disciplined army, superior in numbers and in all the
appliances of war, you ever ofi'ered a dauntless front to
the foe, and never refused the gage of battle. During
those four years of doubtful sanguinary conflict — belong-
ing to an army rarely equalled, never surpassed in the
annals of history — you ever stood the bravest of the brave,
rarely yielding an inch of ground upon which your feet once
had pressed. Always readier to charge upon the foe than
to receive their onset, you never once were the last to
advance or the first to retire. Though most of your bodies
are pitted with bullet marks, you hear no scars tqjon your
hacks. Never was a grander spectacle presented to the
world than you offered to their wondering gaze during the
last sad year of the struggle. With decreasing numbers,
but unabated resolution, you opposed your breasts as a
serried wall of defense against the great army that was
pressing toward the Confederate Capital. Again and
again did you decimate their ranks in desperate conflict,
only to see them refilled the next day with fresh recruits.
But in vain was your valor, in vain the libations of
blood you poured out like water in defence of a cause that
fate had decreed should perish.
The defences around Richmond were soon to be aban-
doned, because the brave hearts that had manned them
were mouldering beneath the sod.
And now comes the saddest and grandest page of your
history — your retreat from Richmond to Appomattox.
With despair in your hearts but defiance in your eyes, jou
still rallied around your flag and your chieftain ; and left
to history another " retreat of the ten thousand" not sur-
passed in heroism by the retreat of the Greeks from
Fighting jour way by day, scarcely halting for an hour's
rest by night, your fortitude and heroism shone forth
during that eventful week with ever increasing luster.
You did all that Avas possible for human endurance and
courage to achieve. At length, exhausted by hunger and
fatigue, your weary limbs refused to move, and your armfe
fell from your nerveless grasp. And the flag which you
had so often borne to victory — which you had wreathed
with glory, and which you had learned to love with a de-
votion equal to your love to woman, was furled forever.
Ah ! life had in store no bitterer cup than was then pre-
sented to your lips. But the gloom of that dark day on
which the great heart of our honored chieftain was
broken, on which the proud form of Gordon (the noblest
of Georgia's noble sons), which had never shrunk from
mortal danger, was bowed in anguish, that day on which
every heart was filled with sorrow, every eye was dimmed
with tears, is relieved by the magnanimity displayed by
the brave army in blue. Never did that army pay you a
higher compliment, or do themselves a greater honor, than
by their conduct and words on that occasion. From the
commander-in-chief down to its humblest follower, you
received words and acts only of consideration and kind-
ness. Not a word of boasting or of insult was heard from
all that great army.
The truly brave ever must and will honor the brave. If
the adjustment of differences at the close of the war had
been left to the brave men who had faced each other in
battle, the gulf of separation would have been bridged
over, and complete harmony restored before the end of a
Fellow-soldiers, it is a source of congratulation to us all
on this, our first Keunion, that our State has recovered
from the effects of war ; that our waste places have been
re-built ; that our State government is well administered-
and commands the respect and confidence of all parties ;
that our laws are honestly executed, and that the greatest
harmony exists between all classes of our peoj)le.
I rejoice to see many evidences of a revival of the
ancient military spirit of our people, without which no
State or people can long preserve their liberty. Let us
revive this spirit in our own breasts and awaken it in the
breasts of our children.
While deep down in our hearts we will ever cherish the
memory of the banner which represented our loved " lost
cause," let us re-adopt the grand old flag of the Union.
'Twas the loved flag of our father ; let it also be ours.
Our grand sires made it glorious by their valor, and con-
secrated it Avith their blood; let us, their children, still
claim it as our birthright, and defend its honor as oiu'
Third Georgians ! With mingled feelings of joy and
sorroAv I cast my eyes along your ranks for the first time
since the fatal field of Gettysburg. Left wounded on the
field, I was carried to a Northern prison, and held captive
till the war was over. From that day I was prevented
from "sharing with you your hardships and dangers. Like
the Hebrew captive, I could only look southward from my
prison window at morning, noon and night, and pray to
the God of battles to preserve and shield you.
I see before me the familiar faces of many who have
endeared themselves to me by the possession of every
manly grace, every soldierly virtue. As my eye rests upon
their noble forms a thousand incidents of camp and tield
flit through my mind, and my heart leaps to give them a
joyful welcome. I see before me strange faces, to whom
I shall offer the hand of friendship and brotherhood for
the first time to-day. I read their history when I see them
in your ranks. They came to you during the last, trying
years, to swell your depleted numbers.
Patriotic and brave, they desired to go where brave
men were needed, where the battle shouts rang fiercest, and
where gallant blood flowed freest — in the ranks of Lee's
infantry — and they came to you. I am glad to see them
here, and with all my heart I bid them welcome. But I
look in vain for the noble forms of many who were wont
to be seen in the front rank of battle, and whose shout of
defiance or of triumph I have often heard ring load and
clear above the muskets' rattle.
I miss the tall form of your first chieftain — the brave
and noble Wright — whose clarion voice could stir ^-our
hearts to deeds of wildest daring. I miss the gallant
Sturgis, the fiery and impetuous Hays — than whom two
truer men never offered up their lives upon their country's
altar. I miss the beautifu] and boyish form of Perry, the
darling of the Regiment, whose soul was always waked
to ecstacy by the cannon's roar, and for whom the hum-
ming of iDullets made music sweeter than the songs of
The commanding form and eagle eye of Armstrong; the
manly grace and open coutenance of McWhorter; the
the young and gifted Hilly er, uniting in his person a
woman's tenderness, a Hampton's chivalry and a sage's
lore, have all gone from your midst forever.
The courtly Luckie and the gallant McCrea are no
longer seen at the head of their companies.
The chivalrous Dennis fell by my side on the glorious
field of Manassas, and died as he had lived — without fear
and without reproach. But the day would not sufiice to
repeat the names and recount the virtues of our comrades
who to-day fill a soldier's honored grave.
In the IdIooui of youth, with every pulse beating high,
with health and hope, they have offered up their young
lives, a rich sacrifice upon the altar of patriotism ; but
have they died too soon who died so well? To-day they
sleep beneath the sod — unknelled, unconfined, but not
nnsumj. When the granite shaft above their graves shall
have crumbled into dust, their names and deeds will still.
live in song and in story, and fair women will bedew their
memory with tears and strew their graves with flowers.
" Dulce et decorum est, i)ro patria mori."
Let us, my comrades, who survive, cherish their memo-
ries and emulate their virtues. As the Angel of Death
shall sound the recall from the battle of life for one and
another, and our circle ever narrows from year to year,
may the survivors be drawn into closer and closer bonds
Let it ever be the proudest boast of your lives that wdiile
some of Georgia's sons — deaf to the calls of patriotism —
sought only how to fill their cofl'ers, and loved their gold
more than their country's weal — that you were prompt to
offer life and fortune in her defense. Wealth may vanish
like the morning dew, but a rich legacy of glory and honor
is reserved to your children forever.
" For gold the merchaut plows the main,
The farmer plows the manor ;
But glory is the soldier's prize,
The soldier's wealth, his honor."
On behalf of the Kegiment, Sergt. William D. Luckie,
of the Athens Guards, (now Capt. of the Governor's
Guards, of Atlanta), responded as follows :
Comrades — I came not here to-day to make a speech.
I simply came to grasp in friendly and fi-aternal greeting
the hands of my old companions in arms. I rise before
you laboring under great embarrassment, for I remember
that I take the place of one upon whose shoulders lies
gracefully folded the mantle of eloquence, and whose fame
and whose name for oratory have spread throughout
Georgia's wide domain. Gallant sir, would that just for
to-da}^ I were possessed with a silver tongue, so that I
might, in behalf of the survivors of the Third Georgia
Eegiment, express to you in fitting terms our grateful,
heartfelt thanks for the kind and generous welcome you
have so beautifully conveyed to us on the part of the
citizens of Greene County.
. Comrades, when I look around and about me upon your
familiar faces my heart swells with joy and gratitude that
I have been enabled to mingle with you this da3^ But
when I remember Fredericksburg and Chancellorsville,
Gettysburg and Sharpsburg, the Wilderness and Spott-
sylvania, Petersburg and the Crater of Hell ; when I
remember that terrible retreat and Appomattox, my heart
could weep tears of blood for those gallant spirits who so
freely gave their lives to the cause we loved so well.
Comrades, where are they to-day ? Go toward the sunrise ;
go to where Lee, our grand old hero, swept with his
yictorious banners across the valleys and over the moun-
tains of Virginia ; go to any and all of her fields made
memorable by their baptism of fire and blood, and there
you will find the mouldering bones of our brothers and
comrades. And shall they have died in vain? Shall the
principles for which they died be forever trampled in the
dust ? I tell you no. So sure as there is a God above us,
so sure will they some time be vindicated. They were
true and right, and they must triumph.
It may be that the burning fiery eloquence of Southern
statesmen may prevail and lift them on high, or it may be
— but we all love peace and detest war, and our prayer is
that the white robed angel may forever brood over our
land. But I feel assured if the time should ever come the
Third Georgia Regiment will in the future as she has in
the past, carve high in glory's temple an immortal name.
Comrades, ere another twelve months roll around some
of us may have '-passed over the river" and be resting
"under the shade of the trees" with those immortal
heroes who have gone before. Let us, therefore, so order
our lives that when the last battle of life has been fought,
when from the gloomy walls of the grave we have snatched
and clothed ourselves in the robes of victory, when we
have plucked the envenomed sting from the insatiable
monster, when we have passed through the dark valley and
across the murky waters, standing in the presence of our
last great Judge, we may receive from the lips of Him,
who spake as never man spake, the same salutation with
which Georgia's sons and daughters greet us this day —
An intermission of a half hour was given, and Gardner's
Band discoursed some stirring strains.
At 11 A. M., the veterans re-assembled, and CoV
Claiborne Snead made the following historical address :
HISTORY or THE THIRD GEORGIA REGIMENT, AND THE CAREER
OF ITS FIRST COMMANDER, GEN. AMBROSE R. WRIGHT.
My Comrades — Centuries ago a great explorer crossed
an unknow sea, and traversed the hills and glens of a
hitherto unexplored country. Ascending the tallest peak
of the isthmus that connects the North with the South
American Continent, the calm blue waters of the Pacific
burst upon his view, when, beckoning his companions to
come and see what he had seen, he joyfully pointed to
a new ocean dazzling in the sunlight of heaven. We are
all explorers in this mundane sphere, passing over moun-
tains and hills, through vales, dow]i rivers, on and ever on
to the great ocean of eternity. And while pausing this
day in contemplation of a grand discovery — the glorious
spectacle of the reunion of my comrades of the Third Geor-
gia Regiment — I would that my voice could reach every
veteran of the old Confederacy, aye, I would that it might
ride on the wings of the wind and penetrate the confines of
earth itself, and I would appeal to all mankind to come
and see what I have seen and feel what I have felt.
Nine years ago that flag upon which the starry cross is
now scarcely discernable ceased to wave over us. Dark-
ened by smoke and torn by shot and shell, carried in
triumph through every important battle of the historic
Army of Northern Virginia, and never desecrated by the
hands of an enemy, it went down in a blaze of glory at
Appomattox. Through no fault of ours was it furled, and
sorrowfully we parted for our homes, satisfied that the cause
for which we had fought — the cause of separate indepen-
dence — was finally overthrown. We indulged in no mawk-
ish grief, no unmanly tears, but we felt a deep, agonizing
sorrow at the loss of the dear cause for which we had strug-
gled so hard and so long.
We believed our defeat undeserved, that it was an out-
rage on suffering humanity, a crime against civilization, a
wrong without a parallel — so great a wrong that the earth
should have been clothed in sackcloth and ashes in unison
with the thunders and lightnings of heaven that knelled
sympathizingly on that day on the demise of so sacred a
cause. Nine years, however, have passed since the storm
of war rolled over this land, leaving sad desolation in its
track and many lowering clouds behind. Nine long,
wear}^ years have come and gone, filled with suffering and
oppression, full of sorrow and unjust humiliation ; and to-
day, standing upon the soil and beneath the blue skies of
our own loved Georgia, we are proud to recount the glo-
rious history of the old organization and the immortal
career of our first commander, Gen. A. R. Wright.
But while scanning your ranks with pride and pleasure,
a feeling of sadness comes over me to which I must
first give vent. I miss some of the brightest jewels
that adorned yoar crown — some of the choicest spirits that
ever went upon a field of battle in this or anj* other age.
Where are they? They rest upon the hist(3ric fields of
their heroic fame. They have ferried over the dark stream
that separates time from eternity, and there, upon the
opposite bank, the gentle Sturges, the generous Walker,
the knightly Hamilton, the cool Hayes, courtly Luckie,
and a host of others, led on by the peerless AVright, who
lately joined them, pass in review. To us, standing on
this side of the river, they point to a career wdiich, like the
face of the sun, has nothing to blemish its beauty— a ca-
reer that displays all that is noble and chivalric in man —
a career so bright in their blood as to dazzle even the stars
in brilliancy. Though their brave hearts beat no more,
though their lips are forever closed, there comes wafted
thence, sweet and sad as the murmur of falling waters
amid flowery groves at eventide, a silent yet thrilling ap-
peal to guard and perpetuate their memories. It is an
appeal that reaches the heart and touches a responsive
f-hoid iii the bo. i)m of every true son of Georgia. And T
would that I possessed all the ability necessary to a
proper response thereto ; I wish that for a moment I pos-
sessed the golden chain of Mercury — the fabled god of
Eloquence — that I might tell what mortal heart feels, but
what mortal tongue cannot adequately express. But this
response can here be made : They have left their impress
so indellibly stamped on the sands of time that the tramp
of succeeding ages can never obliterate. Though the his-
torian may not properly record, and the muses may fail to
weave in poesy and song, all their glorious deeds, yet
the waters of our near Oconee, which pass through the
centre of that State they loved so fondly, and for which
they died so nobly, ceasing to flow^ tow'ards old ocean, may
turn its course back to the mountains ; the ocean itself in
the circles of time may cease its rockings and its throb-
bings ; but this generation and generations to come will
never cease to remember their matchless valor.
In the early part of May, 1861, the following companies,
constituting this regiment, assembled it the navy yard at
Portsmouth for the purpose of organization : The Con-
federate Light Guards, commanded by Capt. E. J. Walker ;
the Wilkinson Rifles, by Capt. W. A, Bealle ; the Brow'n
Bifles, by Capt. E. B. Nisbet ; the Athens Guards, by Capt.
H. C. Billups ; the Young Guards, by Capt. A. H. Lee ; the
Home Guards, l)y Capt. J. S. Reid ; the Dawson Greys,
by Capt. R. L. McAVhorter ; the Governor's Guards, by
Capt. J. R. Griffin ; the Burke Guards, by Capt. W. C.
Musgrove, and the Blodgett Volunteers, by Capt. Foster
The election resulted in the choice of Ambrose li,
Wright, foi" Colonel ; James S. Reid, Lieutenant-Colonel,
and Augustus H. Lee, Major. W. AY. Turner was selected
C. H. Andrews was elected Captain of the Home Guards,
vice Capt. Reid, promoted ; and John F. Jones, Captain of
the Young Guards, vice Capt Lee, promoted.
Li a short time the Blodgett Volunteers were transferred
from the regiment and the Clark County Rifles, com-
manded by Capt. Herndon, substituted in their place.
As thus constituted this was the first organized regiment
of Georgians that stood upon the soil of Virginia to hurl
back the threatened invasion of that noble old Common-
wealth. They arrived upon the banks of ilia beautiful
Elizabeth river before the secession of the State, and
organized amid the smouldering fires and crumbling walls
of Gosport Navy Yard. They were no bar d of adventu-
rers, ilicy wuro neither soldiers of fortune nor of pleasure,
but the very tiower of our youth, at the bidding of whose
State they enlisted and cheerily Avent forth to meet the
shock of battle, carrying with them their great hearts,
every impulse of the soul and all the energies of their
A few months thereafter the regiment, under the com-
mand of the lamented Wright, was sent up the Elizabeth
river, and through the canal connecting the river with
Albemarle sound, to reinforce Fort Hatteras, that was
besieged by sea and by land. AVliile in transif n, and when
only four companies had arrived in Pamlico sound, the
unwelcome tidings were received of the fall of the fort to
which they were proceeding as a reinforcement. Hence
they landed on Roanake Island, which, in a narrow strait
between Pamlico and Albemarle sounds, guards the en-
trance to the latter, through which Norfolk and the whole
of Northeastern North Carolina can be assailed. Here
one day after the surrender of Fort Hatteras, and within
two hours' sail of the eneni}^, solitary and unaided they
planted the Confederate flag, and worked continuously for
months — Avorking by day, and the moon shining on or the
darkness of night still enveloping them at work — building
entrenchments and batteries at this and adjacent points
for the protection of the inland coast of North Carolina.
On the 1st day of October, 1861, receiving information
that a Federal steamer had been seen just south of the
Ishmd, Col. Wright at once determined to intercept and
capture her ; displaying at the very commencement that
acuteuess of foretliouglit, wisdom in contriving and de-
cision in acting, wliicli rendered his subsequent career so
brilliant. He improvised three small steamers, placed
guns upon them and crews from the regiment to work them,
took with him three companies armed with Enfield rifles —
the Dawson Greys, the Governor's Guards and the Athens
Guards — and with this force moved down the sound to
attack the eneni}'. In less than two hours the object of
the cruise was plainly seen ; and when within range a brisk
fire was opened, which was promptly responded to. Ad-
vancing rapidly, with the intention of grappling and
boarding the foe that exhibited so much spirit in her
responsive fire, wdien immediately her colors were struck,
and then up to the mast-head went the Confederate flag
amid deafening shouts of the victors. A crew of forty-nine
men were captured, besides army stores including one
thousand nevr overcoats, with which you decked yourselves
on your triumphant return to Portsmouth. This was the
first naval success in North Carolina, the first capture
made by our arms of an armed vessel ; and more than all,
it was a naval victory achieved by infantry marines.
By the capture of this steamer, Fannie, it was ascer-
tained that the enemy had established a camp at Chica-
macomico, on Hatteras Island, fort}^ miles from Fort
Hatteras, and near the southern extremity of Hoanoke
Island. The T^^entieth Indiana regiment had there gone
into camp, whither the Fannie, when captured, was proceed-
ing with commissary and quartermaster supplies ; and it
was e^ddent the enemj^ intended the new position as a base
of operations against Roanoke Island.
Col. Wright seeing a crisis at hand, and appreciating
the danger of being isolated and attacked at a disadvan-
tage, promptly determined to move forward and strike the
first blow. Passing with his regiment down Pamlico sound,
he arrived ofl' Chicamacomico and about three miles
therefrom, on the 6tli day of October. Nearer to the shore
they could not get because of the deep draft of the vessels,
except the Cotton Plant, upon which Col. Wright, with
three companies and two howitzers, commanded by Lieut.
Sturges, proceeded two miles nearer, and then leaping out
in the water advanced, wading a portion of the way up to
their waists, and opening fire upon the enemy who stood
in line of battle upon the beach twelve hundred strong,
according to their muster roll. They retreated hastily and
in great disorder in the direction of Fort Hatteras.
The most of our regiment effected a landing in the same
way as the three preceeding companies, when there com-
menced a chase which has been properly styled the
Chicamacomico races — the enemy running pell-mell for
twenty miles, and pursued with a loss to them of eight
killed and forty-two captured. At one time Col. Wright,
being in advance of the command, overtook the rear guard,
who fired upon him, bringing down his horse ; but with
one hand seizing a small drummer boy that he held in
front as a shield, and with pitsol in the other hand, he ad-
vanced, capturing the Sergeant-Major and four others of
his regiment. The daring and skill displayed by Col.
Wright throughout the whole affair won the implicit confi-
dence of his men, which he retained during the entire w^ar.
This brilliant victory, achieved with the loss of one man,
established at once the character of the regiment, and at
the same time exploded the fallacious idea that the Wes-
tern were superior to the Northern men of the Federal
army. The truth is, there was no real difference between
them, nor between them and us, except our personel as a
body was somewhat better. We were one people, anima-
ted by the spirit of liberty and fighting for separate
independence, possessing the dash, impetuosity and mercu-
rial temperament peculiar to all Southerners of the Cau-
cassian race. They had the coolness, steadiness and
preservance common to all Northern climes, and inspired
with the cry of the old flag and the Union, were fighting
for our subjugation, and made drafts upon Europe, Asia
and Africa to accomplish the result. That was all the
difference. Major General Huger, the department com-
mander, appreciating the self-sacrificing devotion and
arduous labors of men hitherto little accustomed to
manual work, and with all the signal gallantry — approach-
ing moral sublimity — lately displayed at Chicamacomico
and in the capture of the steamer Fannie, ordered them
* back to Portsmouth, which they entered, welcomed by
waving handkerchiefs, by martial strains and by roaring
cannon. Rome, in her palmiest days, never gave her con-
quering legions a grander triumph than was awarded the
Third Georgia Regiment on that day by the sons and
daughters of Virginia.
After the departure of the Third Georgia Regiment,
Roanoke Island fell a prey to Burnside, who attacked it
with overwhelming land and naval forces ; and thus the
whole of Northeastern North Carolina, and even Ports-
mouth by way of Dismal Swamp Canal, was thrown open
to the attacks of the enemy. Hence this regiment was
Sent to the head of the canal, and was scattered in compa-
nies from EHzabeth river to South Mills, to watch and
resist any invasion that might be made. Your commander
here engaged in an expedition which more than any feat
of arms attested his devotion to country and his willingness
to die if need be an ignominious death in her service. A
large force of the enemy occupied Elizabeth City, and it
was of the utmost importance to ascertain their numbers
and intentions. In the emergency, Col. Wright, accom-
panied by Maj. Lee, went forth to perform the dangerous
duty. Eluding the enemy's picket, they entered the city
disguised as citizens, where they remained for several
hours conversing vrith Federal soldiers, fi'om whom the
desired information was obtained. In the silent vigils of
the night they made their way out of the lines, and at once
prepared to anticipate the coming storm, destined in a few
days to culminate in a glorious victory to our arms at
It will be borne in mind that Pasquotank river is at the
head of Dismal Swamp Canal, and runs into Albemarle
sound at Elizabeth Cit}'. The Third Georgia Regiment,
with a battery of Western Virginians, under the command
of Capt. McComas, were on the southern side of the river,
scattered, as I said before, at a distance of fourteen miles.
The enemy, shelling Elizabeth City and the banks on the
southern side as a feint, moved up the river in transports,
landing a brigade of six regiments and a battery, under
command of Gen. Reno, on the northern side, near Cam-
den Court House, on the 19th of April, 1862, with the in-
tention of coming up to and crossing at South Mills — thus
to cut us entirely off, for there is no other outlet through
But Col. Wright, no way disconcerted, with the battery
of artillery, supported by the Dawson Greys, the Home
Guards, the Brown Rifles and Burke Guards, boldly ad-
vanced out two miles from South Mills to meet the foe.
With the military perceptions of a true soldier, he selected
for the battle field Sawyer's lane, which runs perpendicu-
lar to the Camden Court House road, up which the enemy
were advancing, dense woods being in the rear and with
open fields in front. And so that the enemy might have
no protection in their advance, some houses were burned
in front, and fences, after being torn down, were thrown
into ditches, running parallel to our lines, and fired.
Sending hurriedly Major Lee for the Young Guards and
Athens Guards that were left to burn Pasquotank bridge,
and for the other companies that had to march several
miles to reach the field, calmly he went before that small
band, and disguising nothing, truthfully told them of the
numbers of the enemy and the dangers which environed
them. There he stood like a god of Avar, inspiring them
with his own intrepid spirit and unflinching courage, as
his voice rang out along the line clear as the notes of a
bugle : Though you may fight ten times your number,
nothing is impossible with men like you determined to
conquer or die."
At mid-day the enemy made their appearance, marching
by the flank in files of four at a route step, when Capt. Mc-
Comas opened with his artillery, firing richochet shots
down the road. Immediately deploying into line, they
moved forward in columns of regiments to take the bat-
tery. First one regiment and then another was put for-
ward, until three separate and distinct charges were made,
and as many times were they driven back in great con-
fusion. Finally, the last charge w^as being made by the
Hawkins Zouave Regiment of New York. Dressed in crim-
son uniforms, they steadily moved on in splendid order,
with heads erect, carrying their arms at a trail and firing
not a gun. They come within one hundred yards of the
battery, which seems to be lost.
Weil do I remember that memorable moment as the gal -
lant Lieut. Col. Reid directed the company I had the honor
to command (the Confederate Light Guards) to their posi-
tion, who in fact led all the rest of the reserves to their
posts. Just before reaching the lines the pulseless form*
of the chivalric McComas met our gaze as it w^as being-
carried off the field, and the agonizing cry of his men
pierced our ears, " Boys, save our battery," as they were
trying to limber up the guns to prevent capture. Colonel
Wright, in his shirt sleeves, throwing up his cap high away
in the air, cried out, " Hurrah boys, give them — — ."
Gathering strength for one supreme effort, this regiment
heroically hurled back an entire brigade, killing and
w^ounding over one hundrad. Our loss was twelve w^ound-
ed and five killed — the latter I here record, for their
names deserve to be written in letters of gold : Private
Mallory, of the Burke Guards ; Private Low-rey, of the
Clark County Kifles ; and Privates May and Widener, of
the Confederate Light Guards ; and Private Deas, of the
These brave comrades fell upon a battle field where vic-
tory perched upon our banner, notwithstanding the most
fearful odds and under the most galling lire. In pro-
portion to the numbers and personel respectively en-
gaged on each side, it is unsurpassed by any engage-
ment of the war. It is unexcelled hj any of the con-
flicts of man ranging back even to the morning of time.
The regiment again reorganized by the election of
the follov^^ing commanding officers of companies : Con-
federate Light Guards, Captain Walker ; Wilkinson
Rifles, Captain Waters ; Carswell Guards, Captain
Cars well ; Brown Rifles, Captain N isbet ; Athens
Guards, Captain Billups ; Young Guards, Captain
Jones ; Home Guards, Captain Andrews ; Dawson
Grays, Captain Grier ; Governor' s Guards, Captain
Hamilton ; Burke Guards, Captain Corker ; and the
Clarke County Rifles, Captain McCrea. Ambrose R.
Wright was elected Colonel ; James S. Reid, Lieuten-
ant Colonel, and John R. Sturges, Major.
Many changes and mutations in rank subsequently
occurred from disease and from death and wounds in
battle ; line officers being promoted to field offices,
and privates rising to the rank of Lieutenants, Cap-
tains and to the position of Adjutant of the regiment.
Heretofore I have given a detailed history of its oper-
ations while an independent command in the Depart-
ment of Norfolk; but now I shall be more general, for
upon the evacuation of that department our command-
eer was soon promoted to a Brigadier General, and we
became a part of Wright' s celebrated brigade, merging
our individuality into that of the grand army of the
sainted Lee. Your fame henceforth became .theirs,
and their glory yours. You gained still greater re-
nown by your gallantry, as well as by the increased
lustre reflected from the union of the whole patriot
band, which from that time till the end was like the
waters of the great ocean — but one.
Passing over the fight at Frazier' s Farm, in front of
Richmond — where you drove back for more than a
mile the IGtli Massachusetts Regiment, killing eighteen
and capturing a score or more, mourning yourselves
the loss of five, I come to a general engagement, the
first in which you participated, but one that severely
tried the souls of all.
The division to which w^e were attached (Huger's),
after marching and countermarching on the Williams-
burg and Charles City roads, and vice versa, number-
less times for one day, and on the next going through
the same provoking and bootless task in the jungles of
White Oak swamp, thus letting McClellan slip through
the net work contrived by the genius of Lee for his
capture, on the afternoon of the third day— the mem-
orable 1st of July, 1862 — you reached the deep and
woody ravine at the foot of Malvern Hill. The winds
moving to and fro these giant oaks were soon destined
to whisper sad requiems to departed heroes, while the
rippling rivulet, meandering therethrough, was to
change color as it commingled its waters with some of
the best blood of Georgia. Except Holmes' division,
in isolated woods two miles and a half oif, Wright's
brigade was on the extreme right of the army, and for
some reason unexplained found itself subject to the
orders of Maj. Gen. Magruder, who immediately gave
the order — "Charge!" Not a single gun up to this
moment had been fired on either side. To this order
Gen. Wright protested that it meant simply destruc-
tion, for it was not within the power of man with his
little brigade to stand much less to assail to any ad-
vantage the infantry and artillery of McClellan on the
heights beyond, which he had reconnoitered. But no,
the order must be obeyed. Up the hill side and
through the intervening trees you moved to the open
space — a wide clover plain with no risings or undula-
tions as far as the eye could discern, and dotted with
neither tree nor shrub — running up to the crest of the
hill studdied over with fifty pieces of artillery, when
immediately a lurid flame burst forth, causing the very
earth to tremble beneath your feet, and knelling the
departure of souls for eternity.
Though the order must be obeyed, yet General
Wright, seeing that it was impossible to pursue it lit-
erally in that direction, ordered the brigade back to the
woods, where amid bursting shell and tailing trees he
filed to the right for some distance, coming out again
into the open plain in a hollow, unobserved, and three
hundred yards nearer the enemy.
The command being again given to charge, your
commander, Maj. Sturges, remarked to a captain: "I
have a presentiment that I shall not survive this charge,
but I am willing to die for my country." The accom-
plished Hamilton, conversing with me, said : ' ' This is
murder, but nevertheless I will stand it," at the same
time buttoning up his coat and putting on his gloves
as if to prepare for interment. At the very com-
mencement of the charge the former fell pierced
thi'ough tlie brain, while the latter, fearlessly entering
the fiery ordeal, was consumed by it. Closing up the
gaps as fast as they were made you still moved on,
nearing the guns of the enemy, when they limbered
up and then suddenly there arose out of a hollow in
front a long line of infantry that poured in a destruc-
tive lire. There the conflict raged for a full half hour,
when finally they w^ere rolled back and you occupied
the ground from which they were driven. About this
time, far on our left, Cobb' s brigade, Toomb' s brigade
and brigade after brigade w^ere se^n deploying into
line, and the firing became general along the front of
McClellan's position. The sun went down and the
moon rose upon you in possession of the field you had
so gallantly won, every other brigade except Mahone's
having retired to some convenient position to renew
the fight next morning. Major- Gen eial Magruder, in
an official letter of the 6th of July, after alluding par-
ticularly to "the military skill and intrepidity" of
General Wright, says, this and Mahone's Brigade "oc-
cupied and slept upon the field of battle which was
won from the enemy." But more than the testimony
of one man or a dozen commanders, the detailed list of
casualties — 143 killed and wounded — made out by
Adjutant Walter Perr}^, speak in thunder tones of the
of the gallantry and sacrifices of the Third Georgia on
that eventful day.
In less than two months you w^ere on the historic
field of Manassas, fighting nearly over the same ground
where the lamented Bartow fell the year previous.
Oh, that our entire people had been animated wdth the
unconquerable spirit of the noble martyr who uttered
the parting sentiment, ' ' Never give it up. I am
dying. I look over this to distant fields w^liere ' the
brave will tremble and the pious even doubt the favor
of God.' Never give up this battle, and never tire in
succeeding conflicts till the cause is finally won,"
Several brigades having been repulsed and driven
out of the woods at the point where Gen. Wright with
his brigade was ordered in, you not only held your
position, but actually drove the enemy through the
woods and over a field in the rear. Your loss in
killed and wounded was thirty -two. Major A. B.
Montgomery, your commander, alter being shot in
the thigh, remained on the field the entire day and fol-
lowing night, displaying great (coolness and fortitude.
Rapidly followed Sharpshiirg the third general
battle — in less than three months.
Before becoming actually engaged, you moved for-
ward under artillery fire more than a mile, when
coming to a picket fence in an apple orchard, immedi-
ately to the left of Sharpsburg, it was torn down in
less time than consumes to tell it. and you were
brought to close quarters with the foe. Gen. Wrigh^,
while fearlessly leading the brigade under a shower of
grape on the right flank and musketry in front, was
shot in the breast and thigh, and forced b}^ his men in
a litter from the field. Yet a further charge was made,
causing the enemy to break and run, in which Lieut.
Col. Nisbet and Adjutant Perry fell at the head of the
regiment ; the former seriously wounded, and the lat-
ter mortalh', being riddled by seven balls.
From recent excessive marches through Virginia
and Maryland and (immediately previous to the fight)
during the entire night from Harper's Ferry to Shep-
ardstown and in the morning, without scarcely a halt,
this regiment was reduced to one hundred and thirty-
eight men, seventy-two of whom were killed and
wounded. It was by far the most sanguinary battle
of the war, in proportion to the numbers engaged, and
was a decided victory, as the object for which it was
fought was accomplished — to draw the army and its
trains safely from Maryland.
In the order of succession the next battle was that
of Chancellorsville, commencing on the 2d of May,
1863, and continuing for several days.
Gen. Wright, under the immediate supervision of
Stonewall Jackson, moved his brigade on the left of the
plank road leading from Fredericksburg to Chancel-
lorsville, with his right resting thereon — the Third
Georgia Regiment being deployed in front as skir-
mishers, pushed forward, driving the enemy a mile
and a half to their outer line of works. Carrying the
rest of the brigade two miles on the west to "the Fur-
nace," which was threatened, this regiment was left
in their advanced position in the woods, where it con-
tended with a whole brigade till sunset ibrought relief,
holding its ground even against one attack made in
column of regiments.
The next day Jackson's men moved in a long, steady
stream by the left flank to gain the enemy' s right and
rear. The sight of the Southern Achilles, as he sat
on his charger, with india rubber coat, and cap drawn
down on his face, quickly moving those thin lips and
flashing a piercing eye as he gave his directions, awak-
ened the unbounded admiration of all, to whom the
very presence of Jackson was a precursor of victory.
On the morning of the third day, amid the booming
of guns on the distant left, coming slowly but grad-
ually nearer. General Wright moved the brigade for-
ward on the line of breastworks that had an ahattis
of fallen timbers in front, while behind was a large
force with heavy batteries to protect them by direct
and flanking fires.
This was one of the severest fights for an hour, the
enemy pouring in a terrific fire of grape, canister and
schrapnel. But the roaring of Jackson's cannon com-
ing still nearer and louder on the enemy' s right, you
charged the breastworks, driving them back to their
second line of trenches— rifle pits in the field around
the Chancellorsville House. From these you were
momentarily repulsed in endeavoring to enter ; but
just here Jackson, having opened fire on our imme-
diate left with a strong battery of long range guns, the
brigade moved forward in column of regiments— with
the Third Georgia in front — leaped the rifle pits and
drove the enemy from the field. Here our commander,
Maj. Jones, had an arm shot off" just at the time when
the Seventeenth Connecticut, with its Colonel, Lieu-
tenant Colonel and Adjutant, were captured by two
companies of this regiment.
While the army was victorious around Chancellors-
ville, Sedgwick's Corps, fourteen miles below, had
captured Marye' s Heights, and were advancing in our
rear. But Gen. Lee turned upon him with two of his
victorious divisions, and attacked him on the high
range of hills along the plank road above Fredericks-
Wright' s brigade, being formed around the base of
the hill leading up to Bowman's house, made a deci-
sive charge under the eyes of General Lee, which was
highly complimented by him. The loss of this regi
ment in all, killed and wounded, was ninety-two.
This was the most glorious victory of the war.
Fought upon a field of the enemy's own choosing and
against odds of at least three to one, it shed undying
lustre upon the immortal Lee. Attacked in front and
rear by overwhelming numbf^rs, but rising to the
height of the occasion, like a tiger at bay, he first
springs on one and then on the other, until finally
there he stands,
Like some tall cliff whose awful form,
Swells in the vale and midway leaves the storm,
Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread.
Eternal sunshine settles on his head."
Passing through Virginia and Maryland into Penn-
sylvania, on the 3d of July, 1863, we come to the field
of Gettysburg — the Barodino of the war. Like that
dread field in Russia which lost to Napoleon his mag-
nificent empire, this caused our fortunes to wane and
our arms to gradually fall.
Standing on a ridge, we could see a long range of
hills, running parallel to our position, occupied by
masses of infantry and artillery, with an intervening-
space of what seemed to be a level plain. At 5:30
o'clock General Wright ordered an advance down
through the woods into the open fields below. Rush-
ing down the hill-side into a valley broken into small
ridges and hollows, we were greeted by a sheet of fire
rolling out from the opposite side, the smoke extend-
ing and ascending until it darkened the rays of the
sun. But on we moved, scarcely seeing one hundred
yards ahead, across the Emmetsburg road, until you
came to a rock fence, from behind which a fire of mus-
ketry riddled your serried ranks. Leaping over it,
seizing artillery horses, shooting down the riders and
cutting the traces from the caisons, you press on over
these guns up to the crest of the hill, where thirteen
other pieces of artiller}^ are captured — thus cutting en-
tirely in twain the army of Mead. If the same advance
had been made on our left a different history might
have been written wherein Gettsburg, instead of being
"the Illiad of our woes," would have been the Sala-
mis and Marathon of our independence. But without
help and having penetrated too far, assailed on the
right, on the left, in front and partly in our rear, we
were pushed back down the hill — this regiment losing
in killed, wounded and captured, at least one-half of
Papers in Virginia about the time and since have
lauded Picket's Division as having made the charge,
going farther over this very ground than any other
body of men. And while I wo aid not, if I could,
detract one iota from that grand division or pluck one
leaf from its well earned crown, yet it is due to the
vindication of the truth of history to say that they did
not even get to the rock fence much less to the heights
beyond, over which Wright's brigade passed on the
preceding day. If there is any doubt, here is the tes-
timony of one who knew, and w^ho dealt out impartial
justice to his followers :
General Lee, in his official report says : " Wilcox
and Wright's brigades advanced with great gallantry,
breaking successive lines of infantry, and compelling
him (the enemy) to abandon much of his artillery.
Wilcox reached the foot, and Wright gained the crest of
the ridge itself, driving the enemy doivn the opposite side.''
In this connection, E will state from my own personal
knowledge, received from the lips of Gen Lee, that he
knew and recognizi^d as well merited your fame as a
regiment. In passing through Augusta to Florida a
short time before his death, whither he w^as going with
the vain hope of recruiting a shattered constitution
and a broken heart, I remarked to him : ''General, all
Georgians feel attached to you, and so far as the regi-
ment is concerned which I once had the honor to com-
mand — the Third Georgia — their attachment simply
amounts to worship." ''Ah, (he replied, tlie tears
gathering in his eyes), I remember them well ; they
were a part of Wright's Brigade. Say to them that I
shall never cease to love them."
Here I bid farewell to our friend and lamented first
commander, for, being a captive myself for several
months, during which time he became a Major- Gen-
eral and was sent to the South Atlantic coast, I never
again saw him in the heat and smoke of battle. With
no wish to disturb him, I leave him in his glory,
among our other comrades, free from the pains and
trials and troubles of this transitory life. ' • Take him,
for all in all, I shall not look upon his like again."
His life was gentle, and the elements
kSo mixed in him, that Nature might stand up
And say to all the world : This was a man /"
Passing through Manassas Gap, where Walker fell ;
over the Wilderness, Cold Harbor and other battles
around Petersburg, where Luckie, McCrea and others
left us forever, down to Farmville where, on the day
before the surrender at Appomattox, under my com-
mand you charged, seized and dragged from the very
lines of the enemy a regiment of Pennsylvanians — I
have reached the end of my story. But one thing
more is necessary to close the record up — a special
reference to the privates and non-commissioned officers
who, for four long years, fearlessly trod the path of
duty with a devotion and fidelity equal to that of the
Imperial Guards of Napoleon or the Tenth Legion of
Days of romance are tilled with incidents where
knights have performed "deeds of emprise," or crossed
lances beneath the smiles of some fair lady, who stood
with wreath in hand to deck the victor's brow; while
with no less of the romantic but more of the terrible
Napoleon in all liis majesty, stood at Jena, at Ulm
and at Austerlitz. to reward with his Imperial Eagle
and the Oros^' of'tlx^ Legion 0+ Honor, tli^ most daring
of his battalions ; but where on earth's green surface
can be found a brighter spectacle than that of the pri-
vate or non-commissioned officer who, in many in-
stances, without the chances of promotion or honors
of office, rushed onward with a sheet of fire blazing
in his face, keeping only in view the banner of the
army to which lie was attached and the liberties of his
country i Such fidelity not only deserves the praise
of man, but merits that of angels and of God. Life is
but a fleeting span, and I know not whether mine will
be brief or extended, but whether long or short, I ask
for no higher honor than the continued friendship
of such men. In the language of Ruth to Naomi :
"Entreat me not to leave thee, nor to return from fol-
lowing after thee, for whither thou goest I will go, and
where thou lodgest I will lodge, thy people shall be
my people, and thy God my God."
A few words as to the future and I have done.
The past we cannot recall, our destinies we cannot
change ; then as reasonable men let us make the most
we can of the situation. This is a great country as it
is. With a national story so brief in existence as
scarcely to reach the name of history, with forty mil-
lions of 23eople spread over an immense territory, with
boundless resources wooing the attention of enterprise,
the world of mind and matter moving on as it has
never moved; this country is destined at some future
day to eclipse the glori(^s of the Grecian and Roman
Empires. It is our property, for we liave a fee simple
title as tenants in common with the people of all the
States. We have a full share in the common heritage
of Yorktown and Saratoga, of Eutaw and Bunker
Hill, of New Orleans and Lunday's Lane, of Buena
Vista and Cliurubusco. If one section proudly points
to their esteemed statesmen, Webster and Douglas,
with equal pride we can point to our Clay and Cal-
houn ; and if the}' will lift the veil of our late civil
war, and refer in terms of admiration to the greatest
living soldier, U. S. Grant, with a holy pride we can
refer to a peer, wdiose purity was like the snow Hake,
while his genius flashed as the sunbeam, Robert E.
Grave diflerences we have arising out of the late
civil war, but, having an abiding confidence in the in-
tegrity of purpose of mankind in general, when the
passions subside and reason resumes her sway, I be- «
lieve all the differences will be finall}^ settled upon
principles of equity and justice. Such is the history
of Spain after the junction of the houses of Castile and
Arragon; such of England after her war of the roses ;
such of France after Robespierre and the carnival of
the Septembrisers; and such of Austria after the sub-
jugation of Hungary.
We can not constitute an exception to all people of
all ages, and remain forever the victims of continuous
wrong and oppression. JSTo ! my comrades, justice,
acting under the inspiration of Divinity, that doetli all
things well, will again resume her throne; and while
greeting her in a genuine spirit of conciliation, coupled
with a firm adherence to principle, I would invoke that
" Dread power ! whose empire-giving hand
Has oft been stretched to shield the honored land !
Strong may she glow with all her ancient fire ;
May every son be worthy of his sire :
Bold may she brave grim danger's loudest roar,
Till fate the curtain drop on worlds to be no more."
It was nearly 2 o'clock P. M. when this ad'mirahle
and interesting address was completed. At its close
the assembly proceeded to the six long tables spread
in the north-western portion of the Fair Grounds and
piled with an ample barbacue given in compliment to
the veterans by the Dawson Grays and the citizens of
Greene County. The regiment formed, under com-
mand of Col. Snead, and the tables were approached
thus : The survivors of the Third Georgia Regiment
in two ranks, the soldiers from other commands, the
ladies, then the (gentlemen) citizens, opening ranks and
taking places in reverse order at each of the tables.
The half dozen tables were promptly surrounded
and valiantly attacked, most excellent appetites caus-
ing a brave charge, before which mutton, veal, pig,
beef, turkeys, chickens, cakes and all manner of deli-
cate edibles, yielded after a brief resistance.
When the princely feast was over, Col. Snead called
attention to the regular toasts, which he announced in
order, with responses, as follows :
First Regular Toast. — Robert E. Lee— The noblest
Roman of them all. Responded to by Capt S. A.
Corker, who said :
Comrades and Gentlemen — Coming down step by step
through the ages, and stoping to contemplate the his-
tory of the governments of civilized man, it will be
found that all yet created present a page in which is
recounted a great upheaval — a wasting war — a ground
swell — which swept over them, leaving behind little to
admire save the greatness developed in the individual
character of some Caesar, Cromwell or Napoleon. Such
an upheaval, such a war, swept over the short-lived
Confederate States of America, and such a character,
with still greater lustre than they, was Robert E. Lee.
In contemplating the career of that government, and
the glory of that peerless soldier, there rises to the
mind's eye a grandeur of collective heroism in her
people, and a sublime goodness and greatness in her
Lee, unapproached and unapproachable, by anything
either in ancient or modern times. And their history,
their greatness and glory, are indissolubly bound
together, and so mingled, present a spectacle which, for
the intensity of its brightness, in the usually dark back
ground of the history of countries, and the unquiet,
restless and ever-recurring ignoble ambition of men,
causes them to stand without a rival. Such a coun-
try ! Such a man ! If the character of the latter
had been the only legacy it gave to posterity, it would
for that alone be imperishable. He having been its
servant, a general of its armies, perpetuates his
memory, and would alone have made him immortal.
But he did not stop there. In the splendor of his
genius and the purity of his nature he spread a halo
of renown over the pages of her history she would not
have obtained without him. Great in war, he was not
less so in peace. His unselfish nature prevented him
from appropriating the numberless opportunities pre-
sented to enrich himself, and spurned with disdain and
an indifference unappreciated by ordinary minds the
objects which are usually the objective points of the
ordinary ambition of men.
When the Southern Confederacy went down in
blood, and all was lost in one universal ruin, his acts,
his demeanor, his uncomplaining self-sacrificing spirit,
seemed to say daily to his fallen sufiering countrymen,
*'I am alone to blame, let all the consequences rest on
my shoulders." JSToble, generous patriot ! great and
mighty genius ! may thy virtues ever stand a beacon-
light to thy countrymen ; and if thy beloved Vii^ginia,
and the South, should ever again, by the providence of
Gfod, gird on her armor and strike for home and free-
dom, may another Lee rise up to lead her armies, and
guide the councils of her cabinet.
Comrades ! in conclusion I pray you imitate his
virtues and example ; let it ever be said of the soldiers
of Lee, that they are self-denying and great of soul.
If any man shall attract attention by the purity of his
life, his energy, his activity, his greatness, let it be
said "he belonged to the Army of Northern Virginia ;
he is one of Lee's old soldiers."
Second Regular Toast. — The Third Georgia— The first
Georgia Regiment on Virginia soil. Responded to by
Capt. C. H. Andrews, who said :
Comrades — In response to the sentiment, I will say
the Third Georgia Regiment was called into service by
Gov. Brown, on the 23d of April, 1861, to rendezvous
at Augusta, Ga., to be there equipped, and under
command of the senior captain, proceed to Richmond,
and there elect field officers. The Home Guards, from
Madison, reached Augusta on the 26th of April, and
each Rail Road train after that brought in the re-
mainder of the regiment. Two companies, (I think
the Blodgett Volunteers, and the Confederate Light
Guards,) being organized in Augusta, were mustered
into service first, and proceeded to Richmond. The
Burke Guards, and the Home Guards, were mustered
into service on the 2nd of May, and reached Norfolk
the night of the 4th. The companies in Richmond,
and those en route, were ordered to Norfolk. On the
8th of May, an election was held for field officers.
The Fourth Georgia Regiment was called into service at
> the same time, and elected field officers at Norfolk on
the same day we did, but companies of the 3d were
the first to reach Virginia, and as a command all of its
companies were the first there to compose a regiment.
The Second Georgia Battalion, of four companies^
were organized, and at Norfolk before us.
As the sentiment is to the Third Georgia Regiment,
it may not be amiss for me to say more than these his-
torical facts. Much has been said of the gallant
services of the regiment, and of the high character of
its commanders. Let me illustrate by an incident
how highly Gen. Wright esteemed you, the rank and
file of his old command. In response to a serenade
given him at Orange Court House, in August, 1863, in
glowing words he recounted to us the services done,
and in conclusion expressed his regard for us. He
said: "I heard of how you cursed me for telling
Girardy, at Chancellorsville, when he asked me how
to form the brigade for the fight, and I told him to put
the Third Georgia in front and keep it there. I had
raised you up as it were, had trained you, had tried
you, and had never found you wanting. I looked
upon you as men who would stand by me under all
circumstances, and I would not be afraid to trust you
in any danger. I knew Hooker had an army of at
least 120,000, and Gen. Lee had 42,000 to oppose him^
and as we were situated we had to conquer or die.
My faith in you was vindicated during those several
days of hard fighting. But, as you cursed me for
putting you where the best men were needed, I will
make a bargain with you to night. If you will desert
me on the next field of battle, I'll agree never to put
you in the front again. Will you do it ? " "No ! 'No !
No ! ' ' rang through those old woods, and was echoed
among the blood-stained hills of Virginia.
Third Regular Toast. — Col. Claiborne Snead — Its last
commander. Responded to by Capt. D. N. Sanders,
who said :
Though I have never developed any talent for
speech-making, I would be at no loss for words in
responding to the toast just read, were it not for the
presence of my gallant friend, who is distinguished for
his modesty as for his courage. In his presence, I
know not what I can say that shall be at all equal to
his merits, without bringing the blush to cheeks which
the enemy' s guns could never make to change color.
Beleiving that his first allegiance was due to Georgia,
he awaited not the second call to olfer life and fortune
in her defense. Volunteering in the first Georgia
regiment which j marched to repel the invader from
Virginia soil, he rose on his merits from the rank of a
Sub-Lieutenant, to the command of his regiment. He
was not more distinguished for gallantry on the field,
than for courtesy in the camp. Sheathing his sword,
only at the command of our immortal chieftain, he led
back to Georgia his noble regiment, with its ranks
unbroken by desertion and a record inferior to that of
no battalion that wore the gray.
During the dark days of reconstruction he struggled
manfully to preserve the State from the horde of
thieves and adventurers bent upon her bankruptcy,
both in wealth and honor. In every position of life he
has proved himself, a worthy son of his noble mother
State, xlnd, to-day, as a soldier, as a citizen, as a
statesman, Georgia points to him with pride as a rep-
Fourth Regular Toast. — Stonewall Jackson — The Lion
of the Valley. Eesponded^ito b}^ Capt. J. W. Mathews,
who said :
I might well add the Bonaparte of our army, the
christian hero, the pride of the South.
The name of Stonewall Jackson will never die, but
will ever live, wreathed in a halo of glory, and deeply
imbedded in the hearts of his countrymen.
As an enemy, to be dreaded, as a friend, trusted ;
in the valley to-day, on the mountain top to-morrow ;
wherever Stonewall Jackson led, victory followed.
His name will ever live to add new lustre to our
cause, a lustre that will brighten as ages roll on.
Our children' s children, in years to come, will sing
peons of praise to the noble character, gallant chiv-
alry and unsurpassed heroism of Stonewall Jackson,
the Lion of the Valley.
Fifth Regular Toast. — Jefferson Davis — The gnarled
oak may break, but never bends. Responded to by
Maj. John F. Jones, who said :
Comrades and Friends — It affords me pleasure to re-
spond to the toast assigned me. For nis greatness I
loved him, and he alone understood the magnitude
and glory of our cause ; magnanimous in the hour of
victory, great in the night ot our defeat.
Like the monarch of the forest, our leader bared his
breast to the storms of war, and last of that noble band,
he suffered the pains of the bastile, that the principles
of our cause, and the deeds of the battle-scarred vet-
erans who so nobly illustrated the South on a thousand
fields of combat, might be embalmed in the memory
of rising generations.
He, the head of our government, and he only, repre-
sented to the last theTldea of our people, * ' never to
abandon our cause," but fight to the last extremity ;
but fate decreed it to be against us, our cause lost, our
hopes crushed, our confederation overthrown. But of
the Hon. Jeff. Davis, I can but say —
" Like some tall cliff that rears its awful form,
Swells to the gale and midway meets the storm ;
Though around its breast the rolling clouds are spread,
Eternal sunshine settles on his head."
Sixth Regular Toast. — Our Heroic Dead — Response by
Sidney Herbert, editor of the Troy Messenger, Troy,
Ala., and a Major and A. D. C. in the Federal army
during the late war, who spoke as follows :
Mr. President and Felloiv- Soldiers — I should be false to
the high sentiments of esteem which I have ever enter-
tained for those great captains of your late armies — Lee,
Jackson and Sidney Johnson — were I to fail to respond
to your very kind invitation to pay a tribute to the
heroic dead of the ''Lost Cause." I believe in the fit-
ness of things, and if I did not think I was the right
man in the right place, on this occasion, I should most
positively decline to fill the responsible position you
nave seen fit to assign me in your order of exercises.
But there are three reasons why I feel no reluctance in
accepting the duty imposed upon me at this time,
where sorrow and regret mingle with joy and gladness,
softening the emotions of our hearts and giving to the
words that fall from our lips a mournful tenderness ;
joy, that so many are spared to be here to-day to clasp
again each others' hands, and sorrow, that a host of no-
ble comrades are beyond the reach of any earthly voice
to summons them to a reunion of the veterans of the
late war. In soldier-graves, widely separated, their
battle-scarred bodies await the general resurrection
of the dead, that grandest and most sublime of all
^ reunions, when their scattered bones, from ocean shore
and from mountain side, from lowly valley and from
towering hill, shall be gathered up and rehabilitated
in human flesh, and shall stand unmaimed, unscarred,
and with strength renewed, in the presence of the
great Captain of our Salvation.
" So noble in their lives, in death
More noble still, they do not need
A song, or panegyric wreath.
Or any praiseful meed.
God's peace be theirs, where'er they sleep,
Throughout our wide and fair domain,
And may a grateful people keep
Their memories from stain."
My first reason for responding to your invitation,
lies in the fact, that during the four years of war, I
stood face to face, on the battle field, with thousands
of the heroic Southern dead whose memory you are
to-day called upon to honor and to perpetuate. I am
able, therefore, to speak in more decided terms,^ and
without restraint, of their unequaled fidelity, unflinch-
ing fortitude and fearless courage, throughout the
long and unequal contest. Never did soldiers stand
firmer and closer in line of battle, or meet death more
unshrinkingly, than did the gallant lieroes who rallied
beneath the fiag for whose supremacy they went forth
to battle, and in whose defence they so cheerfully and
unhesitatingly sacrificed their lives in the face of a
powerful and well supplied enemy. Well may I
adopt the language of my old friend, Gen. Chamber-
lain, in his Address to our Society of the Army of the
Potomac, where he says : "That Army of Northern
Virginia — who can help looking back upon them now
with feelings half fraternal? Ragged and reckless,
jet careful to keep their bayonets bright, and lines of
battle well dressed ; reduced to dire extremity at
times, yet always ready for a fight ; rough and rude,
yet knowing well how to make a field illustrious.
Who can forget them — the brave, bronzed faces that
looked at us for four years across the flaming pit
— men with whom, in a hundred fierce grapples, we
fought, with remorseless desperation and all the ter-
rible enginery of death, till on the one side and on the
other a quarter of a million fell ; and yet we never
hated them, except that they struck at the old flag.
Main force against main force — there was good reason
why — when valor like that was exhausted — the sun
should go down on thousands dead, but not one
VANQUISHED." TMs, Mr. President, is the sentiment
of every true soldier then in that grand old Army
of the Potomac, created, disciplined and made ready
for other hands to control in its final victories, by
that splendid soldier and Christian statesman, Major
General George B. McClellan. Fellow-soldiers, this
is a the tribute ot praise that we who wore the Blue,
and who fully tested your fidelity, your courage and
your perseverance, pay to your dead comrades, who
at your side and in your ranks, proudly and faithfully,
even to their death, wore the Gray. And be assurred,
that whatever may be said here on earth,
" None will ask in yonder Heaven,
Where smiles eternal day,
Why this one wore the Northern Blue,
Or that, the Southern Gray."
My second reason for responding being a good one,
I shall also state it. The Ladies' Memorial Associa-
tion of Pike County, Alabama, my present home, saw
fit to select me as the liistorian of their society, and
for months past I. have devoted all my spare moments
to the duties of that office. No county in the South
contributed truer, braver soldiers, or more of them
according to population, to the Confederate cause, than
did this grand old county, whose long list of killed in
battle, and died in service, is the best testimony that
can be given to the patriotism of her sons in the hour
of their country's peril. As I have gathered up the
memorials of these fallen braves, the son in early man-
hood, the husband in the prime of life, and the aged
father, not to speak of tlie brave beardless boys whose
youthful ardor sent them so early to the field, my heart
has felt deeply grieved that we who wore the Blue, and
who fought against these noble fellows with such fatal
results, had not then known more of the true character
of our enemies. How unselfishly they loved the
cause they so ardently espoused ! How patiently they
bore the hardships of long and weary marches I How
fearlessly and with what hopefulness they always met
the foe ! They had loved ones at home to think of and
to long to see again in the flesh ! they had aspirations
and expectations for the future, that they desired to
have gratified ! they prayed for peace to come, that
they might return to their homes and to their dear ones ;
but above all these — bright, clear and unshaken — was
their devotion to the flag under which they had gone
forth to battle for Southern Independence. This it was,
not love of fame, nor a desire for military glory, that
led them to meet death unshrinkingly at the cannon' s
mouth and at the bayonet' s point. All honor to such
noble heroes ! Hardly a score of the already recorded
eight hundred of her dead lie buried beneath her own
soil ; but in the hearts of the true and patriotic women
of Pike County, their names and their heroic deeds are
enshrined, and the glorious record of them will be
handed down to future generations. Their bodies lie
scattered over every battle field upon which the con-
tending armies met in deadly conflict ; and although
it is true that
" No marble o'er their low-laid heads
Points to the sunny sky
To tell the ages yet to be
How they dared to do and die ;
Still in our hearts their story lives,
And we'll guard the sacred trust,
When marble shafts and graven words
Have crumbled into dust."
My third reason for responding to your call may
seem, to many here present, to be the most appropriate.
I have in my hand a beautiful original poem, written
for the Ladies Memorial Association of Pike County,
Alabama, by Prof, Fletcher J. Cowart, of Brundidge,
in memory of " Our Heroic Southern Dead,'' which I pro-
pose to read to you, and which cannot fail, by its tender
pathos and its majestic measure, to impress every
heart present here to-day, with its patriotic sentiments.
It asks, in thrilling rhyme, an all important question ;
Can we forget our heroic dead ? This question is fol-
lowed by a tender appeal for the proper and full re-
cognition of their deathless fame, while the last verse
most appropriately declares that these fallen heroes
shall not he forgotten. But I will let the gifted poet
speak to you in his own words :
Harp of the Southland, though thy strings are broken,
And silence decks thee with her cypress wreath,
Yet give to me one low, funereal token,
A wail for the brave hearts now stilled in death.
How can we see the pall of silence settle
O'er names whose lustre should be ever bright —
The heroes stricken in the storm of battle,
Struggling for home, for kindred, and the Right!
let their deeds, in deathless song and story,
Be cherished always with a mournful pride ;
Let unborn millions swell the strain of Glory —
How hard they struggled and how nobly died.
In far Virginia many a one is lying,
Old Georgia's hills are white with bleaching bones,
And cold the ocean's restless waves are sighing
Above the bier of loved and noble ones.
Shall the sad breezes of the pitying heaven
Around their low graves be the only dirge ?
And to the sea's dead shall no rites be given
Except the thunder of the ocean surge?
Shall we, for whom they suflFered, bled, and perished.
Oblivion's mantle o'er their memory throw?
Nor hold their deeds as treasures proudly cherished ?
Nor pay the debt of honor that we owe ?
No ! it shall be our ever sacred duty
Upon their names with honors due to wait ^
To yearly deck their graves with floral beauty.
While tongue and pen rehearse their tragic fate.
In conclusion, Mr. President, I desire to express my
intense gratification at the prospect of a general ob-
servance of "Decoration Day," in the future, with-
out regard to the color of the uniform worn, or the
flag under which the heroic dead fell upon the field of
battle. Already, the noble work has commenced, and
North and South, in many marked instances, a dis-
position has been shown to make no distinction in
soldiers' graves. Southern hands, with sincere ten-
derness, have strewn the fairest flow^ers upon the
graves of Federal soldiers, while at the North, with
equal sincerity and tenderness, that people have laid
their most fragnant floral offerings upon the graves of
Confederate soldiers buried beneath their soil. With
such a glorious prospect before us, how truly may we, of
both armies and both sections, reverently and thankfully,
take up the poet's glad and peaceful song :
"No more shall the war-cry sever,
Or the winding rivers be red ;
They banish our anger forever
When they laurel the graves of our dead !
Under the sod and the dew,
Waiting the judgement day ;
Love and tears for the Blue,
Tears and love for the Gray.
Seventh Regular Toast. — Our Battle Flag — Carried in
triumph through every important engagement of the his-
toric Army of Northern Virginia, it was never touched
by the hand of an enemy. Responded to by Capt. A. A.
Winn, who said :
Mr. Chairman and Felloiu- Countrymen — I am not sur-
prised at the enthusiasm with which you have received
the toast so handsomely given by the last gallant com-
mander of the regiment to the hallowed battle flag of the
old Third Georgia.
To Southern eyes, the sight of that consecrated emblem
is indeed enough " to stir a fever in the blood of age and
make the infant's sinews strong as steel." It waves, to-day,
in this bright atmosphere of peace as proudly and as stain-
less as when it was first given to the winds of Virginia
amidst the storm of battle ; and I thank God that many of
those who then followed it as it streamed, defiant, in the
face of the foe, are permitted, to-day, again to rally be-
neath its glorious folds, and albeit around the festive
board, to reform the veteran ranks shattered and broken
by war's rude and repeated shocks.
We meet not as conspirators, at midnight, in dimly
lighted halls, to talk and plot with bated breath ; but
boldly, in the broad light of day, beneath the shades of
our native groves, and under " the burning sky, 'neath
which our infant feet have trod;" and we speak intones
whose echoes are not confined by walls and flung back by
bolted doors. We stand beneath this flag, not merely to
"fight our battles o'er again," but to renew and rekindle
the warm associations of the past, and to unite more firmly
and more closely, if possible, Southern men in their devo-
tion to Southern chivalry and to Southern interests.
Pardon me for reminding you that the war determined
no principle and settled no issue. It was not a war for
rinciple. Its result, after a four years' bloody struggle,
emonstrated only one fact, namely, that 600,000 so-called
"rebels," however intrepid, brave and self-sacrificing, could
not whip in the open field 2,000,000 of white men, well
armed and equipped, and drilled in the science of modern
warfare. This was all. The flag we followed during these
four years represented then, as it typifies now, the princi-
ples of free government for which our sires of '76 fought,
and which Jefferson in so masterly a manner embodied in
the old Constitution. This flag, then, was unfurled to rescue
those principles, and it remains, to-day, as the glorified
evidence of the fearless devotion of the sons of those sires
to the true and imperishable principles of American lib-
erty. We were not rebels in the war, but the enemy were
usurpers, and their course since the war demonstrates the
truth of this assertion. I say this plainly, and I mean
what I say ; and this faded and tattered fiag was not the
standard of a rebelion, but was and is, to-day, the only
emblem of free institutions on this Continent.
In this light we may well gaze upon it with pride and
joy ; we may well gladly gather in the light of its un-
dimmed radiance ; we may well cherish it while life re-
mains to us, and dying bequeath it to our children and
our children's children, for them to honor it, to revere it, to
defend it, if it so befalls in all the years of the future.
Crowding memories cluster around its sacred cross. It
has participated in the victories and shared the glories of
our people ; and in the hour of final defeat, it drooped
upon its staff' unconquered, but unresisting, while many
an eye that never quailed with fear where death shots
were " falling thick and fast as lighting from a summer
cloud," became too dim to watch it more, and lost the
last sight of it in the mists of trickling tears. It has indeed
been borne in triumph from Malvern Hill to Appomattox,
and has never been desecrated by the hand of an enemy.
How well, how faithfully and how valiantly the men of the
Third Georgia guarded it, this splendid record shows. At
Hatcher's Eun, it was held aloft by the gallant Barnwell,
from whose grasp it fell only when part of his arm was
shot away ; at the explosion of the mine at Petersburg,
with springing step and bold advance, it lead the charge
which hurled back the invaders and piled them in one red
burial blent in that dreadful crater, sustained by the hands
of the intrepid Dennis Eyan, foremost among the bravest,
until in the very moment of victory the heroic ensign
was struck by a fatal shot, and died with his flag in
his grasp and the shout of triumph upon his lips ; no less
fearlessly was it carried by others, and hundreds of gal-
lant men of the Third Georgia, who to-day we may
imagine as gathered above us here as a cloud of witnesses
to these scenes, sealed their devotion to it upon countless
battle fields and bathed its folds in their life's best blood.
As to these heroic comrades it was the emblem of honor,
the the ensign of a lofty patriotism and the flashing guide
to valor's wreaths and glory's laurel's ; to us, comrades, let
its cross still be the cross of our faith, and its stars be ever
the stars of our hope.
Each of these fitting 'respones was greeted with hearty
applause. At this moment a suggestion was made to
repair to the platform, and in accordance with it the vet-
erans and their friends resumed the seats they had hitherto
occupied in front of and on the stand. In response to
calls, a number of brief speeches were delivered. Among
these were the happy and felicitious remarks of Maj. Jos.
B. Cummings, of Augusta, and the pleasant addresses of
Gen. Thomas, Col. William Gibson, of the Forty-eighth
Georgia, who served in the same brigade with the Thirds
and of Col. David E. Butler.
Sergt. C. B. Barrow, of the Home Guards, was vocifer-
ously called out, and delivered the following brilliant and
eloquent oif hand speech, that touched and thrilled every
heart within the sound of his impassioned voice :
Of Sergeant C. B. Barrow, hi Sergeant of Company D.
Felloiv Soldiers, Ladies and Gentlemen — On an occasion
where so many great orators are present more competent
to do honor to this long to be remembered Eeunion of the
fragments of one of Georgia's most gallant regiments, I
had hoped to be permitted to enjoy the pleasure of a
retired listener. But I have been summoned to the front
by voices familiar to me in the hour of danger and battle,
and though destitute of the armor offensive and defensive
with which to do successful battle, while that flag hangs
conspicuous in my presence, I cannot turn my back upon
But what can I say that has not already been better said,
of things fitting to be said on this occasion? What field
can I explore from which select contributions have not
already been brought in richest profusion ? Our gallant
dead have been honored with choicest flowers from the
fertile field of memory, and requiems of praise have been
sung for them, by tongues on this side and tongues on that
side of the fiery line which but recently divided in fratri-
cidal fray, the gallant and brave of the two sections of the
country of Washington.
All honor to our immortal dead ! Their fame at least, is
secure. They have passed beyond the ordeal of earthly
reproach, and now repose, high up, in the uninvaded realms
of patriotic glory, where thievish detraction dare not in-
trude, and the proffered hand of corruption never drags
To the gallant officers who directed our movements,
marked out the lines to be formed or held, and pointed to
the bulwarks to be stormed, a just share of this day's en-
comiums has already been appropriated. Monuments of
stone and brass will greet the eyes of future antiquarians,
monuments in language will descend to the latest legatees
of our mother tongue, and mementoes of affection will
spring up from the decaying roots of the tree of history,
wherever liberty «hall be enjoyed or hoped for, to perpet-
uate the names of our hero leaders, whose deeds have
been so conspicuously and ably presented to us to-day.
While, then, I yield to none in my admiration of the
skillful and brave officers whose manly voices sustained
our courage iu the hour of danger, mingled with our shouts
in the moments of victory, and at last comforted our des-
pairing souls with outspoken sentiments of conscious rec-
titude, when defeat came down like a night of horrors
upon our weary and decimated ranks, I will not detract
from the much which has already been so ably said.
My esteemed friend who has just proceeded me eschewed
the name of rebel by which our opponents sought to de-
grade us. As an humble representative of the rank and
file of the Confederate army, I beseech you, sir, let us not
eschew our name. It is the last, and only remaining vestige
of right and dignity which their magnanimity has accorded
to us. Let us cherish it rather as a reminiscence of the kind
from which we sprung. Washington was a rebel ; Jefferson
was a rebel ; Patrick Henry was a rebel. I will not reject
justice though hurled as a javelin upon me by the hand
of an enemy ; I shrink not from the odium of that term.
It was honorable once in this country when men loved
liberty and scorned robbery ; it will be honorable again
when the wave of fanaticism which has swept in ruin over
us, shall have spent its fury, and the agents who put it in
motion shall begin to realize the terror of its recoil. Sensi-
ble men at the other end of this republic are already
warning the suffering masses that every action must in the
nature of things have its reaction.
I was a rebel, I am a rebel to-day, I expect to live
one, and by the grace of the Eternal, I expect to die
one. Not a rebel against constitutional law or govern-
ment, not a rebel against the right of my neighbors, be
they near or distant, high or low, white or black, Northern
or Southern ; but I am a rebel against persistent wrong,
rapine and robbery, and with all the powers with which I
am endowed, I am resolved to be a rebel.
Old flag ! could I reopen the eyes that once gazed in
patriotic admiration upon your folds, could I restring
into action the muscles that once moved in unison in
your defence, could I again hear the manly tread of *
those long lines of heroes who fell that you might still
wave over liberty's domain, could I again view the impend-
ing ruin of my section of this once glorious Republic as
I did in 1861 in prospect, and as J now see it in retrospect,
with my most serious -apprehensions more than realized —
noble emblem of my country's former pride and hope! I
would again be read}^ to march and strike in your defence.
Emblem of our hopeful ambition in former days ! I re-
member well the day when j^our beautiful folds first flut-
tered to the breeze and opened in full beauty to the light
of heaven. A present from the fair ladies of Portsmouth,
thou wast then beautiful as they, unsullied by a single
stain, unscarred by a single rent, pure and fair and lovely
thing ! But oh, how changed to-day — rent by a thousand
tatters, pierced by innumerable missiles of death, hurled
upon your defenders, your former brightness soiled by the
dust and rains of a thousand toilsome marches, and
dimmed and darkened by the sulphurous smoke and dis-
mal conglomerations of the terrible battle clouds through
which you have passed. Ideal of the soldier's pride ! I
love thee still. How strikingly you remind me of my
country's history. When you were first presented to us
by those fair hands, our country was beautiful, prosperous,
hopeful, progressive, opulent, independent and happy. —
Now it is blasted, stagnated, retrograding, empoverished,
dependent and miserable. How striking the resemblance ;
as you were then, so was our country ; as you are now, so
is she — a blasted, despoiled and ruined thing : but, still like
you, beloved and cherished — despoiled of beauty, yet
beautiful in ruins.
But I dwell too long upon this tlieme. I have been be-
guiled by the impulse of sentiment from the only topic
with which it seemed proper to tax your patience and
attention farther. As a humble representative of the com-
mon soldier, coming from the ranks, it is but natural that
I should ask a place in the hearts and memory of our
people for Private Smith. He had no stars on his collar,
no stripes on his coat ; but he had strength in his arm, and
courage in his bosom, and a heart to do battle for his
country at the cost of his blood. He was found upon the
skirmish field when the gathering clouds of battle reverber-
ated the first muttering thunder of the coming conflict.
When cloud met cloud and thunder met thunder, conspicu-
ous in the blaze of his own lightning, he gorged his piece
with another fiery charge. When columns rolled upon col-
umns, like opposing waves upon some defiant rock, his radi-
ant form was apparent in the sheet lightning which blazed
along the line. Forced by numbers to retire, he lingered
with the rear guard to dispute with the vandal foe each
inch of ground.
I have selected Private Smith as my exemplar on this
occasion because he is descended from a long line of illus-
trious ancestors. His name is derived from the old Saxon
word " Smiden," to smite, who is the proud ancestor of all
the smiters in the Confederate army. Though our cause
was lost the country owes a debt of gratitude to the whole
army of smiters, whether they smote with musket or can-
non, with sword, pike or javelin. High or low, living or
dead, rich or poor, let the name of my Smith have a place
in your memories. Redeem your promises to him when
he left his home without hope of reward or fame, to peril
his life for yours and his. Hunt up his widow and orphans
if they are among you, and educate them in the stern vir-
tues of their fathers. We shall need them again. Though
hostilities have ceased, the war of liberty against despo-
tism is eternal.
Carnal weapons have been laid down for a season, but
if you still covet the boon of freedom bequeathed by our
fathers, you must resume the fight on the battle fields of
intellect. Our lost fortunes are to be reclaimed, our burnt
cities must be rebuilt, our desolated country must be re-
paired and made again to blossom as the rose.
I am reminded from the rear that I must return thanks
to the citizens of Union Point, for their hospitality on this
occasion, and to the ladies for their presence, aid and
To the citizens I must say, your bountiful hospitality as
a community commands our admiration and gratitude.
You have contributed more to our comfort than we could
have asked or had any reason to expect. In returning
thanks to all, I am requested to return special acknowl-
edgment of gratitude to your noble representative and
exponent of Union Point hospitality. Col. James B. Hart.
I have always coveted a friend of heart, I despise to deal
with a man of no heart, but feel happ}^ in congratulating
the people of Union Point in having found a citizen of all
Hart, to head them in their enterprises of liberality.
To the ladies, I must express a thousand thanks for your
presence, and unsparing contribution to the happiness of
this occasion. From the days of Adam to the present it
has never been well for man to be alone. Many of the
bachelors had a great aversion to be taken prisoners dur-
ing the war, but any of them who may be captured on this
occasion will get good wives, and good housekeepers, and
best of all for some of you, something good to eat.
Finally, allow me to say, as this is my old stamping
ground, that the young ladies who have honored us with
their presence on this occason, are to a near sighted man
fully as good looking as their mothers whom he used to
court twenty years ago.
By request the Secretary read aloud the subjoined letters
of regret from Hon. Alexander H. Stephens, Brig. Gen. G.
M. Sorrel, who commanded the brigade of which the
Third formed a part the last year of the war, Mr. Jno. D,
Carter, of Savannah, who was a member of the Tenth
Battalion, and after being wounded served with Gen.
Sorrel's staff and surrendered with the brigade at Appo-
mattox, and from Mr. Kollin A. Stanley, of Company F of
the Eegiment, together with that of J)i\ Kilby, elsewhere
Liberty Hall, Ckawfordsville, Ga.,
31st July, 1874.
Capt. D. N. Sandees, Union Point, Ga, —
3Iy Dear Sir. — Your telegram of last night was duly
received, but I deeply regret to say that I cannot be with
you to-day ; the condition of my health forbids the un-
Hoping that you all may have a pleasant time in your
reunion, and with best wishes for all the " Old Third "
assembled, singly and collectively, and with an earnest
desire for the welfare and prosperity of all the people of
our good old beloved Commonwealth of Georgia, as well
as for the peace, harmony and prosperity of the people of
all the States of the Union, I remain,
Alexander H. Stephens.
.Savannah, July 29, 1874.
Col. Claiborne Snead,
Union Point, Ga.
My Dear Colonel: — I must say to you, and through you
to the survivors of the Third Georgia Regiment, how much
I regret my inability to be present at their reunion at
Union Point. It would be a great happiness to meet the
survivors of that famous and historic regiment, whose
services on almost every field in Virginia have contributed
to our Confederate renown.
My own connection with the brigade, of which it formed
so conspicuous a part, was unfortunately brief, but long
enough to endear it to me by its splendid soldierly quali-
ties, and by the trusting confidence exhibited to a brigade
commander, young and comparatively a stranger. I think
of those trying days with gratitude to the men and pride
in their achievements, and I wish I could avail myself of
the opportunity to say this to them personally.
The reunion of the survivors is a happy thought, and
it is gratifying to know that it has been so successfully
carried out to its fulfillment.. I believe the occasion will
be productive of great and lasting good in keeping alive
the manly feelings of fellowship in devotion and danger,
and, above all, in honoring with a breathing, living love
and pride the dead of the old regiment ; the glorious dead,
whose names, from the heroic Wright to the humblest
soldier, should live, indelibly stamped on our hearts.
I trust that this initiative of your former command may
soon be followed by the other regiments and battalions :
the Twenty-second, the Forty-eighth, the Sixty-fourth,
the Second Battalion, the Tenth Battalion — Georgians and
comrades all, that Wright led at Chickahominy, Manassas,
Sharpsbiirg, Fredericksburg, Chancellorsyille and Gettys-
To yourself. Colonel, yours should be no common pride.
The surviving colonel of the Third Georgia Regiment,
yours it is to revive its memories and guard its fame.
Permit me to say, with the survivors whom you are to
meet, that this trust is safely placed.
Again, and deeply regretting my absense on this most
interesting occasion, I am, Colonel, with great respect.
Yours truly and faithfully,
G. M. Sorrel.
Sayakxah, July 29, 1874.
To THE Veterans -of the Third Georgia,
Union Point, Ga.
Friends and Convtrymen. — I cannot express how deep is
my regret that at the last moment I tind I am unable to
accept the generous invitation to be with you on the
glorious occasion of your first reunion and reforming of
the ranks after that memorable parting nine years ago at
Appomattox, which I witnessed with my own eyes.
It affords me pleasure, however, to offer my friend, Capt.
A. A. Winn, as a substitute — a better one, by the way, than
many that were put in service during the war. I think the
examining board of surgeons will find him sufficiently
healthy, and even large enough to do the double duty
I send you this toast :
THE FALLEN HEROES OF SORREL'S BRIGADE:
On Fame's eternal camping ground
Their silent tents are spread,
And Glor}- guards, with solemn round,
The bivouac of Our Dead."'
With heartfelt greetings for all the veteran boys of the
ever gallant Old Third, believe me proud to subscribe myself
Your Fellow " Keb.,"
Jno. D. Carter.
Dublin, Ga., July 29th, 1874,
To THE Third Georgia Kegiment,
Union Point, Ga.
Dear Comrades — It being impossible to be with you in
jour reunion on the 30th, I cannot let the opportunity
pass of mingling my love and affection for the "old Third'
on that occasion with yours.
I have embalmed its toils, its hardships, its self-hood,
its manhood, its valor, and its unfailing glory in my heart ;
and with sacred duty, around my fire side, / tell it aU, and
teach my little ones to tell it around their s, that its history
may live longer than the bras-'^ and the neiu marble of our
When I think of our battle-scarred, the " armless
sleeves," — of our limping ones, — of our dead, truly my
heart is wrung afresh with deepest sorrow — but then rushes
up the valor, and with it its sheen of glory, rising heaven-
ward, and then I feel theirs is "Fame's eternal camping
Though many of us cannot be in this Eeunion — may
stray away from each other and forget and be forgotten —
let us always remember the widows and the orphans of
our fallen braves, and ever extend to them our warmest
S3'mpathies and kindly aid.
Remember me in your greetings to-day, and whether we
have another reunion on earth, as we fight in the battle
of life " spread out before us, let us all remember the Great
Reunion " beyond the sunset's radiant glow," aod be ready
for the croicn of the " finally faithful y
I am, dear comrades, with much esteem.
RoLLiN A. Stanley,
Co. F, 3d Georgia Regiment.
Subsequent to the reading of these letters, the following
resolution of thanks to the citizens of Union Point and
Greene County, for their unbounded hospitality, was offered
by Capt. John S. Reid, and was unanimously adopted :
Resolved, That the citizens of Union Point, and vicinitj,
have our sincere thanks for their generous hospitality ; and
that we will ever hold them in grateful remembrance for
the many kindnesses which they have extended to us at
this our first reunion.
On motion, the veterans adjourned their meeting, sub-
ject to the call of the president.
The inspiring music of Gardner's Band called the vet-
erans and their friends to the dance, which, with pleasant
conversation, in a measure dispelled the sadness of the
leave-taking that was at hand. The afternoon thus
delightfully ended, and a moonlight hop detained the
pleasant party until the night was far on the wane. Not
a few of the veterans remained over until next mornings
some again occupying their soldier-quarters in the floral
hall of the Fair Grounds.
When even the last one of these who lingered to the very
last hour of the happy occasion had turned away from
the scene of those two days' rare joy and pleasure, his
heart re-echoed the parting sigh which had come from
every heart as the farewells were said, that the long to be
cherished ileunion had reached its
To the Veterans of the Third Georgia Regiment.
Under instructions from Col, Claiborne Snead,
(President of the Veterans of Ihe Third Georgia
and commanding the (Regiment ^ I have the honor
to request each Company to select a delegate of
one to meet Col. Snead and other delegates from
the command, at tlie ^rown House, in Macon,
Ga., on Thursday, the i8th of March, instant er, at
the hour of lo A. M. of the day — the purpose of
this meeting of delegates to be to consider the
subject of our next (Reunion,
It is hoped every Company -will be represented.
A. A. WIMM,
Savannah, Ga., March ist. i8j^.
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